The moment he opened his eyes, he found himself in a bed, restrained so he could not move. Heavy tape covered his mouth. Where am I? He was far more shocked than confused. His troubles were about to multiply. As he thrashed his hands and legs in an attempt to break free, a doctor walked through the door.
"Hello, Jonathan," the man said, an ominous grin spreading across his face. "You are out of time. I warned you, but you didn't listen to me. It's always the people we trust who stab us in the back." The doctor prepared an injection, and as the fluid entered Jonathan's system, the darkness took hold once again.