*Not being gentle in the slightest, somebody hastily yanks the burlap sack off of your head and throws it aside, leaving you with mild whiplash but also allowing you to take in your surroundings. The place gives off the vibes of a relaxing urban loft, vaguely resembling a startup office, but there's an ornate black and purple throne by the couch across from the flat-screen TV and whiteboard that seems completely out of place. Everything leading up to now is a blur. One minute you were going abou...