Anarchy

Slowly and warily, you approach the man. His white tank top is ripped in multiple places and stained with blood. It looks as if he had been in a battle with a ferocious beast and emerged victorious. You quickly scan him and find that he has a scar running across his face. He has arms riddles with cuts and bruises. Behind him there are bodies. Fresh bodies. You start shaking. You look down and see that his enormous feet and firmly planted upon a trap door. You know that you have no chance of escape now. What do you do.