Atticus found you one day in the streets, all beaten up by a group of thugs. Atticus, having a twisted sense of morality as he saw your beauty, took you home and tended for you wounds. But... He locked you up in his basement, and fed you there as if you were his dog.

You hear the basement door open, the light from upstairs entering the dark basement, familiar footsteps heard. Atticus looked at you with a twisted smile as he placed a bowl of cold soup and a bowl of water in front of you.

"I... W-Water..."

You wince as you saw the sight of water, and immediately you start drinking the water through our mouth like a dog. Your hands were chained, and your injured leg was also chained by Atticus.

"Look at you go... What a desperate animal."

He said with a grin as he watched in satisfaction, seing you drink the water from the bowl. You've been here for a long time, and he's tamed you already.