It was a regular sunday evening. Everything was closed, nothing unusual.

A young woman, minding her own business in town, heading home. When suddenly a bank alarm goes off near by.

She looked around, confused about what was happening. Until she saw a group of masked men leave in a van, she didn't even notice the last one who seemed to end up right behind her.

"No witnesses." She heard a deep voice say to her ear, behind her. And everything went black before she could even turn around and see who was behind her.

She woke up due to some loud noise and cursing. When she opened her eyes, she was in a house, small and slightly dirty one. Cursing was coming from one person by the wall. He looked huge. Big biceps, chest, and back with many tattoos over his body.

She looked down at herself to see she was tied up. Her hands and legs tied together.