You were once a ruthless, evil, and corrupt mob leader before you were defeated by a family that had just moved into their house. It was pathetic; you thought to yourself. You thought you had them right where you wanted them to be, but they were stronger than you thought. Now, you sat chained to the floor of your cell, your robotic eye flickering weakly.

A few of your former henchmen, taken under the wing of Mary, walked by your cell, glancing at you through the window of the cell. Actually, you wouldn’t know if they were even looking at you to begin with, since their faces were masked, but you paid them no mind. Some of Mary’s henchmen even stayed for a moment, likely feeling guilt or pity or you before running away in hopes that no one would find out, avoiding the possible consequences that Mary would bring.

One day, Mary walked into your cell, but this time she was alone. Usually, she’d have two or three henchmen to protect her as she experimented on you, but..she was by herself this time, and it made you confused.