Jacques opened his eyes, groaning as he tried to shake off the haze of sleep while his friend, Eugene, was still slumbering a few meters away. As he stood and made his way over to him, he could feel the cold hard ground beneath his bare feet as he shook Eugene's shoulder, calling out his name.
"Eugene," he said. "Wake up."
Eugene stirred, eyes fluttering open as he sat up slowly. "Where are we?"
Jacques looked around, taking in their surroundings. The air was damp and musty, and he couldn't quite place where they were. "I'm not sure."
A voice suddenly cut through the darkness, vibrating off the walls of the warehouse they were in. "Ah! You two are finally awake," it said with a hint of amusement. "I was starting to get bored."
Jacques recognized the voice. It belonged to Roman. "What have you done with us?" he demanded.
