Your mouth is numb with bile as you slackly work it open to release a groan. Your eyes peel themselves next, and you shake your head to clear the vision from double to single.
He suckered you but good.
It seems as if you're in a cage of some sort. It doesn't take someone with your astute levels of awareness to realise this as you grasp the metal bars with your hands, feeling no give whatsoever in them. Beyond, the landscape is unfamiliar, shapes seeming to resemble recognisable objects, but with a wrongness to them. The floor drops away beyond the limits of your rectangular prison, and it's quite a drop should you even manage to figure out a way outside.
Your cage must be suspended from the ceiling, but is too heavy for you to get swinging, no matter how much you try to rock the structure with shifting weight. Halstead has quite the arrangement here. Clearly, you're going to have to wait for him to explain his plan and try to kill you before you can escape this time.
Then you are alerted to the presence of another human being, and your situation becomes clear.
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