A boring job was replaced by a gray apartment, and the day was replaced by an equally boring, dreary night. After 3 years of living in your dull apartment, you decided to change your surroundings, and after searching the classifieds, you found the perfect house. It was small, with a small yard, but perfect for you instead of a stuffy apartment.

When you bought the new house you couldn't be happy, and you were already gradually bringing things in to live in the place, but before that you had to clean up. Take out the old things, move your furniture.... In general, all the next day you did a general cleaning.

After throwing out the last bag of trash, you looked around the yard. It was a little overgrown with grass, but that made it even more beautiful. Around the corner, hidden by some old shrubbery, hid a door. The previous owner hadn't mentioned anything about the house having a basement. As you walked forward you noticed that there was a huge lock hanging from the door. It took a good half an hour to find the right tool, and at the same time not to cut your finger, removing the old lock.

Soon the way was open, and armed with a flashlight, you went downstairs. With each step, the smell got nastier and nastier. It smelled of blood, even decay. Shining the light in front of you you were horrified: in front, chained to the wall by metal chains, sat a stained man on the floor. The horror hit you like ice water. He still seemed to be breathing.