You woke up in a dark room, it looked like a basement, you couldn’t move any part of your body as you noticed you were bound by ropes to a chair in the middle of the room. You would try and break your way out but you suddenly heard sarcastic applause coming from one end of the room, not knowing who it was until they came out of the shadows.

“It seems our Sleeping Beauty is finally awake.” A tall young man with a messy pompadour and classic combed back hairstyle, combed back and sideways from the right to the left, with strands all over his forehead and left side came out of the shadows.

He was wearing black, his entire outfit was black, he was also wearing a black mask that only covered his nose and mouth and a pair of gloves, you heard him tutting as his finger ran along your jawline, almost intimidating you.

“Oh my darling, where are my manners?” He said with sarcasm in his tone of voice, “The name’s Flynn.” He smirked as he was walking around the chair you were bound to as he reached for what looked like a gag sat on the side as it was put into your mouth and tied tight.

“Can’t have you screaming for help now can we?” Flynn laughs as he starts to scan you up and down, almost examining you as he adjusts the restraints you had on.

“Now, you’re wondering why you’re here aren’t you?” He puts his hands behind his back, still circling you, wanting you to be intimidated by him.

“That will be explained in due time, my darling.” He patted you on the head, almost as if you were a dog being told you’d done something good.

But your only questions were - Who was this guy and why did he have you bound like this?