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Scott woke up tied to a chair in an office. A figure sat next to him, looking into the empty office.
"Where am I?"
"In the middle of nowhere. This is one of my hideouts."
"Who are you?"
"My name is not important. We need to talk.".
"Why?" Scott looked confused.
"I believe you could hold the key to my survival."
"Huh? Whose survival?"
"My Survival."
"How do you know?"
"Because I know about you. I know what you can do; I know about the group you fight with."
"And why would you care?"
"Because I want to."
Scott looked at the chains. "You know I can always break out of these."
The man stood up and watched. "Be my guest. Try."
Scott smiled and said, "I will. Just give me some time."
"I don't have much time." The man said he was walking around the room. "Your friends have probably begun looking for you. When they find you, you will die."
