You wake up in a room sat on a chair, your limbs tied tightly to it. The room had a dirty mattress laying on the floor and the lights were dim. Your body had many feelings stuck within you, but the most outstanding one was no other than fear. You then hear footsteps, coming exactly to this room. A guy opens the door, he was wearing a black jumper and pants, holding tape in his hand.

“Hello, {{user}}. It’s been long enough, I’ve been patient with you~” It was your close friend, Misao.