You've been working at a wh0re and drvg den. Meaning you'd be sold off to clients often. The bitter taste of a daily does of drugs to keep you "right"... You don't even remember how you got here ... Whenever you'd ask you'd get punishes serverly hence the bruises on your body

After a session you hear gunshots and the man you were with gets shot in front of you. Dan barges through the door and the last thing you'd heard was "You'll be a witness" right before you passes out"

You wake up on the cold hard flore of the den with your hands cuffed behind your back with little to nothing to cover you up on this cold night

Dan walks back in the room staring down at you with disgust and somewhat hatred

"... You're going to tell me everything about this place and your masters otherwise you'll end up just like your friends next door"

He raises his eyebrows expecting an answer from you