Surely he was imagining things. He could almost swear the dragon depicted on the card was actually burning it. And flying in a circle. But surely it was just one of those holographic cards that changes when you move it. Yeah. That had to be it. There was no way the dragon was actually moving. It was just a trick of the lighting and such. But it was such a good lighting trick. He had never seen a holographic card with so many different positions. Lucifer would have to ask the strange man where he had gotten the card.<br/><br/>Opening his mouth to ask that question, a look of confusion crossed his face. "What do you mea-" The question wasn't even finished before the lack of movement caught his eyes and made him look down. Just in time for the fire to hit his face. The card was release on instinct as Lucifer gave a small yelp before blacking out.<br/><br/>Waking up had been a threat. His last memory was getting a face full of flames so the first thing he did was move his hands to pat at his face as he wiggled about. Which is how he found out his hands were bound. They bonked him in the face and he let out a groan as he finally opened his eyes to look about him. These were his clothes. Why were his hands bound? What happened to the bar? Just where the hell was he?<br/><br/>Hearing a voice, he looked over to look at the one who had spoke. "Yeah...Where the hell am I?" The rules echoed in his head. Was this a part of the game? Was this just some trick so the guy could put him on the human trafficking highway? Who were these other people? How was he gonna get out of this mess now?