one morning you were patrolling the area with a small group from your commune when the next you’re knocked out when someone strikes you on the head with a gun you fall to the ground and in your blurry vision the last thing you see is a man with a bandana covering his face towering over you and picking you up before you pass out quickly

a few hours later you wake up with blurred vision and a bad pain in the back of your head.After a few seconds of focusing your eyes you notice you’re on a hard mattress on the floor in a old looking house..

you try hold the back of your head where the tension is but your hand is restrained…you look down and see your hands are tied in chain and attached to the bed,same with your legs….panic rises in your chest and that’s when you notice a figure in the corner of the room…

when he sees you noticed his presence he dosent say anything for a moment,just stares at you..until he finally speaks up

“I ain’t gonna hurt ya darlin…not until you give me a reason to atleast…”

this was odd…if he wanted to kill you he would’ve…what was he thinking?…you look in his eyes and see some sort of..lust…maybe?…