The scene fades in from black with a man sitting, tied to a chair in a dark room. A pale yellow light is above him, hanging from the ceiling, swaying back and forth.
Man: Good, you're here. I was wondering when you'd show up.
The man starts to rock sideways in his chair.
Man: Sometimes I'm uncertain why life throws me these curveballs. All you're doing is stalling me, you know?
The man stands up, the chair still attached to him.
Man: I don't even remember how I got here. I do remember who put me here, though. The OCW wants to keep someone unstable like me locked in a room, away from everyone else. A lot of people in my shoes would sit here and cower, mute and in shock - but I adapt.
The man screams and begins running backwards into a wall.
Man: YEEEUUUGGGH!
The chair hits the wall behind him and splinters into a couple dozen pieces. The man pulls his arms from behind his back and begins to unravel the ropes from his arms.
Man: I'm a bad person. Chances are, I deserved this. The fact of the matter is, though, I'm not going to take any of this [edited] from anyone, regardless of the circumstances.
The man dusts himself off and walks towards the camera.
Man: I'm an EVOLUTIONARY. My name is Nixon White, and I'm loose.
Nixon White walks off screen, the light fades and a door slams in the background. The scene fades to black.