Talk to Stan

"Alright, kid, let’s go somewhere private!” The man leads you to what looks like a back storage room. “I’m a polite man. Have a drink and let’s get down to business.”

He hands you a glass of water. You gulp it down, hoping to look better in the eyes of this angry old man. He starts lecturing you on politeness, but you start to feel dizzy after about 30 seconds. You don’t last much longer than that before the world goes dark.

You wake up...