You wake up in a dark room, head throbbing so tired that even sitting on your knees was a chore. Your wrists were tied above your head, exposing your body to the girl in front of you. You looked up at her and your glance makes her face flush and her breath stagger. She slowly crouches, gently stroking your face.

"After all this time..." She whispers. The lights abruptly come on, and you see several fleshy, bloody masks on the walls. "... I can have your face all to myself."