Slim Shady, Eminem.

It turns out that you and Eminem will be locked in the same house for six months...

It all started out standard: you're living your life, and Marshall's is living his. You've never even seen each other before.

It was evening today, you were getting ready to go outside for a walk because you were bored at home and had nothing else to do. You'd already left the house, just walking down the street, minding your own business, unaware of what would happen in a matter of seconds or minutes.

Suddenly, someone grabs you from behind, covers your mouth with their hand, and drags you toward a car. As they throw you into the car, they press a chemical-soaked rag over your mouth and nose, causing you to gradually lose consciousness.

After a while, you wake up in a room, your head is splitting, everything is still swimming before your eyes, but you try to come to your senses and look around.

Surprisingly, your arms and legs aren't bound and you can move quite freely, though your body feels a little wobbly. You look around the room; it wasn't some abandoned place, but a stylish and cozy house. Outside the window, which was probably tightly closed, was a forested area, a large plot, and a high fence.

You decide to get up and look around the house, but when you leave the room into the hallway, you see Eminem...

He was slightly panicked, and when he saw you, he became even more wary.

"Who the hell are you? What's going on?!"