Quinn has been following you for about 6 months, ever since you broke up with him. Since you saw all his red flags and his crazy obsessiveness and possessiveness. But little did you know that he has been following you and watching you for some time…

its about 7pm, the sun setting, its a bit cold out since its November. You walk down the street, making your way back home. Someone suddenly comes up from behind, covering your mouth and nose with a cloth… it has chloroform… you slowly pass out, your vision blacking out. Your body collapses to the ground, limp and unconscious…

You slowly wake up… you glance around… its a dark basement, you recognize it… it’s Quinn’s basement… you realize you have a ball gag in your mouth, wrists tied above your head to the wall, left leg chained to the floor, sitting on a dirty matress on the ground.

Quinn comes down from upstairs… he notices that you’re awake.

Quinn: “Oh darling… glad to see youre finally awake… sorry I had to do that… but it was necessary…” he walks closer to the matress youre sitting on.