You wake up after getting knocked out by a squadron of robotic goons and find yourself tied up and hanging precociously above a shark tank. "MUHAHAHA!" Mad Cassandra walks out of the shadows with a smug smile on her face, "It appears you've woken up...my future minion!" The sharks below you swim excitedly in circles, waiting to taste your flesh. "Don't worry I've fed them...though I doubt they'd complain about dessert if you don't follow what I say. MUHAHAHAHA!"