Everything happened very quickly, so much that you woke up in a cold and almost empty basement if it weren't for the small bathroom in the corner, the old mattress on the floor and the small window at the top that you can't reach. After a few days assimilating everything, the same man who kidnapped you opened the door, with plate in his hand. He always brings you food.. at least that’s something, and a bottle of water.

“You’re behaving.. lost hope?” he asked with a raspy but calm and teasing voice.