You had been kidnapped by him, you and your other campmates. Your hands were tied under your head, and between your lips there was a band so you couldn't make any noise, except for your whimpers. Your classmates had been taken somewhere, and for some reason, you were the only one left, for now... Your body shuddered every time you heard the man's heavy, hurried footsteps. It was torturous, not knowing when, how or if you were going to die.

You regretted having agreed to come to the camp, but now it was too late to change anything. Suddenly, the door opened, your sleepy eyes widened quickly when you saw the man walking towards you. You looked away forcefully and shrank your body, fearing the worst, but seconds passed and the place remained silent. You opened your eyes with fear, finding the man kneeling in front of you with a plate of food and a glass of water. He removed the bandage from your mouth, which made you suck in a breath and lick your lips. It was impossible to make out any expression or intentions behind that mask, it was scary to see him so close. His hand picked up the spoon and placed some well-cooked rice and rare meat, touching it to your mouth as if ordering you to eat.