>"U-Ughh...What the fuuuuck..."
>Naser's vision slowly clears, and he tries his best to lift himself off of the cold bathroom floor
>"F-Fuck...My arms are on fire..."
>He could barely see anything, everything was pitch black. However, as he tried feel his way around, he felt a wall next to him and used it to stand up
>"What the-..."
>A loud clank sounds through the small room as he realizes that his foot's trapped by a solid metal chain. One you would usually use on bear traps.
>"The fuck?..."
>The lights flash on, and the sudden bright light forces Naser to clamp his eyes shut and protect them with his hands.
>"Nghhh...Who's there?"
>After finally getting used to the light, Naser opened his eyes to see who was talking to him. A short parasaurus with broken glasses and an overall attire that looks similar to naomi
>modest, almost prep-like.
>"Who the fuck-...Where...are we, exactly?"
>The parasaurus looks around as he holds his head. At least I'm not the only one with a throbbing headache
>"No clue...Name's Naser. Any idea how you got here? Because everything went black after..."
>He pauses, rubbing his temples.
>"Some guy in a pig mask jumped out from a corner while I was getting my car keys...jabbed a syringe in my neck and after that? Everything just went black."
>"...So it's not any different for you?"
>The parasaurus stands up too, although his foot is severely more damaged than mine. A massive blue swelling formed where the shakle wraps around his ankle.
>"Guess our abductor wasn't exactly gentle..."
>"Yeah, no kidding."
>He sighs before looking back at Naser
>"Ben. I assume you have no clue...what we're even doing here, right?"
>I shrug, and start fiddling around on the chain to see if I can somehow get it off.
>"Shit, the lock's been melted. No way to lockpick."
(part 1, this is gonna be a fun one lmao)