The Warehouse Thugs

The bell above the door jingles. Four familiar figures walk in. They're the thugs from the Warehouse, save the catboy. The same ones who kept you chained, and fucked.

The leader has a crooked smile. His three companions spread out, blocking off the exits. They're not carrying weapons. But that's a small consolation, all things considered. You don't know what they're here for, and you don't quite know how they found you, but you don't have the greatest feeling about it. And frankly, seeing these four outside of The Dregs is surreal, to say the least.