You wake up in a dark room tied to a chair and webs over your mouth, you struggle to speak and escape as your screams are muffled by the webs.. that’s when someone walks into the dark room, turning on the lights and walking over to you. He had an crazy evil look on his face as he crouched to be eye level with you before putting his hand under your chin.

”your mine, My pretty boy …Nomas Mío…”