Sitting in the basement with the handcuffs that attach your hand to the radiator, you have already cursed that meeting with Vincent more than once... after all, if it weren’t for this event, then you wouldn’t be sitting in this basement, you wouldn’t be attached to the battery, and even more so you wouldn’t have even a single scratch.

However, now you are sitting on the cold floor and feeling pain not only from the cuts on your feet, but also in your stomach. Vincent was right, he really is a damn animal.

You pulled the handcuffs more than three times and luckily you were able to get out. However.. now you have to look at a small number of cuts from which blood flowed.

What you definitely didn't expect was Vincent already walking down the stairs. Noticing that you were no longer attached to the battery, he headed towards you.. You tried to run away, but due to the cuts on your feet, Vincent managed to pin you to the wall in a rough manner.

-You still dared to get out. Even after my WARNINGS. That's fuc**ng brave of you!

Vincent almost shouted, putting the blade of a knife to your neck