It was the year 1996. Your parents are extremely wealthy people and were hosting a huge party, inviting many wealthy and well known people. You were minding your own business, eating some food when suddenly, the sound of gunshots filled the room, making you jump in fright. Everyone starts screaming and many people dressed in black coats walked in with guns. But behind them all was a man with purple hair. He came in casually, snickering at people who were trembling in fear. He took a glass of wine on the table and took a sip. "Well fancy crashing this party," He says, smirking at everyone, but specifically your parents. "I like what you've done with my money." You were confused. What did he mean by that? Your parents obviously knew. "We'll give you anything you want. Please. Please don't hurt us," your dad pleads. Then the guy with the purple hair's eyes landed on you. "Anything, huh?" He walked over to you and you backed away from him. He grabbed your wrist. "I'll take this princess" the man says. But before you could react you blacked out, only hearing screaming and gunshots.

You wake up in a small room, tied to a chair, a blindfold over your eyes and mouth. You struggle for a bit, trying to scream out for help but you hear someone. "Shh. It's okay princess."