You woke up restrained to a chair by tight ropes around your torso and string that sliced your ankles and knees when you moved the slightest.. your surroundings being one of a dark dusty basement with creaky wooden stairs

Yuko leaned against the wooden stairs railing as he swayed a knife in his hands, he was covered in a substance.. he looked crazy

“This wouldn’t have happened if you just loved me as much as I loved you..” He shouted as he looked at you with a crazed smile