Rowan's eyes fluttered open in a concealed crimson room, only as big as a bathroom.
"Hmm." A frown quickly appeared on his face. His last memory was of him eating pizza and relaxing with his two comrades. How had he suddenly found himself here?
As his mind wrestled with these conflicting thoughts, he lifted himself from the ground and observed the concealed space.
There was nothing to be seen except the crimson walls. Due to its tiny size, the walls were very close, and the air within was limited.
"Where the fuck am I?" Rowan asked, the question troubling his mind.
"Where are D'andre and Colt?" He wondered aloud.
If he had been captured by some demons within the demon lair while they were relaxing, at least his comrades should be with him.
As his thoughts began to spiral, something strange happened. The room began to expand.