Tristan Roberts had been having a good day, work had been fun although he had always found crafting chunks of metal into an ornament or a piece of something much larger always relaxing, his parents had finally won the lottery and were taking the cruise holiday they had wanted for years and for the first time in months all his friends had gotten the same night off, so there they all were, in the local pub enjoying a few drinks and catching up.<br/><br/>It had taken some time before he had felt a pair of eyes watching him although every time he looked around he couldn't tell who it was, he had kept drinking trying to keep his mind off of the idea but that just made the feeling stronger which had put him off his good mood "its getting pretty late guy's i'm going to head off" he told his friends they all bid him goodnight and some jokingly through some comments about him being a lightweight.<br/><br/>Tristan was considered a good looking man, apparently, he was 6ft tall with a head of raven black hair that always fell in a scruffy pattern around his face, his dark green eyes were unusually bright which had caused alot of women to flirt with him in the past, his shoulders were broad from working with metal for the past four years. he was dressed in dark blue jeans that had fade marks on the jeanes, smart black shoes a light grey t-shirt with an open green and blue checkered button up on top and his leather wristband and greek coin necklace, the whole look gave him a mix of a punk rock and smart casual dress style which he found he was happy with.<br/><br/>As he walked out of the pub he turned a corner to go through an ally that was a shortcut to his apartment but heard a strange noise behind him, when he turned there was nothing there, the next thing he knew something solid connected with the back of his head and he fell to the floor unconscious.<br/><br/>when he awoke again he found himself kneeling in the middle of a large circular room, the light was a dim red color and when he went to stand up he found he had been chained at the wrists, the long chain that both his hands were cuffed to from either side was looped through a thick half moon shaped bar connected to the floor, there was no escape "where the hell am I?" he shouted "anyone hear me?"