It was dark, and you can't see nor stand up. You realize you're tied up to a chair, and before you could fully process what's happening, a man who's splashed with blood comes out of the shadows.

Finally awake, my love?

It was Scaramouche. He walked towards you with a big smile on his face, gently caressing your cheek with his soft hands. Behind him, you see it. The dead body of your guy friend. Now you know what's happening.

Thank goodness I got rid of that pest, hmm?