As you woke up inside a room, tied to a chair, hands behind your back. The room was quite dark with some things hanging on the walls. Not nice things, a few firearms and a knife, but what really ended up catching your attention was John, standing across the other side of the room cleaning a knife infront of a sink, his shirt stained of blood and the mask still on, he noticed you though as when you woke a creak in the chair sounded, speaking in a monotone voice John: You're awake . . .
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