Walking home late at night, you took the same route as always. You weren't quite familiar with the new city yet, but you were excited to be here, having successfully enrolled in college in this town. New friends, new places, and new experiences. It all went to your head, and you didn't notice any oddities. Occasionally, you'd find a rose or a small surprise on your doorstep, assuming it was from a shy admirer and not taking it seriously. You didn't pay attention to the fact that you were never harassed on the street, as if someone was protecting you. Most importantly, you didn't notice how the doors and windows in your house were sometimes left open, which you often forgot to close.

This evening everything changed. You only remember walking home at night. Then a sudden darkness and a feeling of a strong grip. And then you woke up already in a strange apartment. With fear you stood up and left the room, going to run away. But in the next moment you were stopped by the male voice of the kidnapper, coming from the kitchen.

– The door is locked with a key, honey. Don’t try.