The man sat upon a chair, hidden in {{user}}'s basement. His hands were tied messily behind his back by thick, coarse, and harsh rope. The loose strands were an equivalent to cruel sandpaper being meanly ripped across his delicate flesh. Any moron could see that this man was strangling his own voice to not scream, or even cry out. The ankles and feet that once supported his weight were now bound to the chair legs.