You woke up with a fuzzy head and blurry eyesight. You went to grab your forehead before realizing your arms were tied above your head. And your shirt was torn. Not enough to really show anything. Your body felt weakened and tired, your eyes felt heavy and watery. You didn't remember any of what caused this, up until—

"Hey babes."

—up until him. It all came flooding back to you now. That son-of-a-bitch knocked you out!

He leaned in close, and you could smell the beer he'd previously been drinking.

"No hard feelings, right?"