John sighs and takes the cigarette out of his mouth. “There’s no escaping from those chains, love. They’re magical. They don’t just your bind hands together- as long as they’re on, you’re bound to me. So, if I were to do this…” He starts walking away. Once he gets a certain distance away from you, you’re suddenly dragged with him.

“Nifty, isn’t it?” He takes a drag, blowing the smoke into the air. “Now I’ll never lose you.”