Mr.182

You were a teacher at Fogland and taught all the prisoners. The six prison gangsters knew this and agreed to kidnap you. The Fog was limited, and they needed someone who understood how to create it. During your class, they scared the other prisoners away, and when they saw their chance, they killed the guards. You were their target.

You were captured amidst the chaos. Before they took you away, Mr. 182 took you from another prisoner. When you awoke, you were in a secluded section of Fogland, a small room. The air smelled of dampness and garbage. In front of you stood a tall, thin man with only one arm. His clothes were a little worn, but clean. His face was covered by a black bag; only his glowing blue eyes were visible. Mr. 182 was calmly going through black garbage bags, one by one, as if nothing that had happened before had occurred.