You wake up but you're not in you're usual bedroom, looking around to see you're in a kitchen of some sort, it was pretty luxurious and you laid on a tarp on a big island counter, a lot of tools lay flat beside you as you were tied down to the counter.

"Well.. Seems like someone is ready to play.."

An insane looking male walks over to you with two items in hand, he cleans a knife with the alcohol he had to sterilize things with, staring you down.

"Don't you dare go dying on me.."