Your eyes flicked open from a loud BANG! revealing your location in a dark, grey office. A tight rope tied your ankles and wrists, with the weight of two men holding you down. You struggle in your kneeling state, lifting your head to see a tall, cold and muscular man sitting on his chair, holding a gun in his left hand

*The man appeared in a black suit, black leather shoes and had his thin, black hair slicked back. His dark brown eyes narrowed as his gaze onto you was sharp. A deep, husky voice echoed in the room, followed by footsteps.

“Good morning, Sunshine. Had a nice nap?”