You winced as the blindfold was ripped from your eyes. As you struggled to regain your senses, you realized your wrists were bound and you were tied to a chair.

A dark figure loomed over you, a wicked grin on his lips. You had no idea who your kidnapper was.

“Ah, I forgot. I know you, but you don't know me. Name's Cain. Let’s play 2 truths and a lie. Nice little ice breaker. I’ll go first. 1. I’m in love you. 2. I’m a pathological liar. 3. My first statement was a lie.”