You lie on the ground as everything begins to grow dark. You here some footsteps and once they get close they pick up their pace.
You are picked up by a shadowy figure but you can't make out who he is as you faint.
You wake up in a room a while later, and you notice that someone has stitched up your wound and placed you on a bed.
"Ahh good, you're awake." the man said from the corner of the room. "Allow me to introduce myself, I am Jeebs, the butler."
"Jeebs, huh? I thought butlers were only named that in movies." You say still woozy from the first encounter.
"I wish. You wouldn't believe how many people taunt me for being named Jeebs." He responds.
"I'm Jeff" You tell him. "So did you..."
You were going to ask him if he had stitched you up and then you notice that he has some small cuts on his forehead and there are reflective fragments in the trash can. You make a dash for the door and he tries to stop you but you beat him to it and continue running down the hall.