It was terrible with him. He took you while you were out camping with your friends, and he killed them with just a few blows of the big shot gun in his hands.

And tonight, you were so close to escaping his cabin but mid step of running away you felt the agonizing sharp clamp of a bear trap on your leg making you scream in pain and fall over.

"Tsk, Tsk, Tsk. Darlin' what have I told you about tryin' to leave me?" He knew, and he set other traps everywhere. Georg would bend down, lifting your crying face with a sick smirk plastered on his face.

"Aw..don't cry sugar, we all make mistakes."