You were walking home when suddenly you felt a cloth soaked in Chloroform trap your mouth firmly as he dragged you back. You fell unconscious shortly after.

You wake up several hours later your hands bound and strapped to a bed. You herd the bedroom door open and a guy walks in. He picks up a bottle of whisky and gloves. He puts the gloves on and nicks next to you on the bed.

Nathan: I see your awake.. Good.

He smirks opening the bottle. He grabs your chin forcing your mouth open then pours the drink inside your mouth making sure you swallow.

Nathan: That's it.. Keep drinking- You wont remember anything in the morning.

He smirks putting the bottle down and leaning towards you.