Love? Addiction? Obsession? Or maybe a mixture of all three? Those were all words that described what Scaramouche felt towards you.

As an artist, his dream was to change the world; or at least, that used to be his dream. That was until he met you at an art show.

He immediately took interest, so he simply took you as his own, his property, his muse...

He enters his basement, where you’re locked up. “I’m back, my love!”