You don't know how this happened. One moment you were hiding out in your apartment, too scared to go outside and gulping down plague medication like everybody else. The next, a masked assassin appears in your window and threatens you with a knife before tying you up and knocking you out. Now you found yourself bound and gagged on a chair in a dimly lit room with your prison guard staring intently at you from the shadows.
"I apologize for this." Eventually after moments of silence the masked man spoke. "But I can't just test this on myself you see. It's unfortunate you were in the wrong place at the wrong time."
The man walked forward, letting the dim light from above shine on his face. Now that he was closer you could see he still had his mask, a white and grey metal contraption shaped like a skull. He was dressed in a dark hooded grey cloak and wore an utility belt filled with dangerous looking weapons. In one hand he held a knife. In the other was a glowing glove.
"I'll just cut to the chase then." The masked man raised his gloved hand at you. "You may have heard of me. Corvo Attano. And today you're my test subject."
Before you can react a bright beam shot out from the glove as magic suddenly engulfed you. Unable to see through the light you struggle against the chair, making loud muffling sounds as you bit on the dirty rag in your mouth. Something was definitely happening and there was nothing you could do. The question was, what exactly was going on.
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