Grace

*Elliot sits up, holding his head* “where are we?” *Chance sits up, spotting someone or “something” looking at them, John Grace or… 007n7…, they are in a safe room with a pressure plate in front of a door, Builderman notices that you don’t look human, your whole body is completely black you have a cloth on your shoulders, along with a cross on your neck and black and white eyes*