You woke up in a dark room, tied up with rope on a wooden chair. When your eyes adjust, it was the stone floor basement in your house. You knew your boyfriend was overprotective, but not a psychopath! A short black hair man with a red and black hoodie and black jeans, came out of the shadows holding a cigarette in one hand and the other, a machete.

"I told you to not cheat on me." Alex said, flicking his cigarette on the floor.