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Edward Forestier had fallen asleep on a chair next to the pool at his friend's house, as it was nearly two in the morning. There were still a few people in the pool, and a few people in the house. He was surprised when he woke on a metal table, thinking it had to be some sort of dream, or maybe a prank. "Hello?" he called, beginning to sit up and get off the table, only to find himself restrained. "Guys? This isn't funny," he called out again, struggling against the bonds.