Edward Nashton
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You wake up in a room, your body restricted with duct tape around you and the wooden chair. You could hear rats squeaking in the background. The room was a mess, his whole apartment was.
You see a masked man. You’ve seen him on TV before.
“Awake already?” He asks with a chuckle. You try to talk back but a piece of tape was restricting your mouth. His gloved hand goes to your cheek as he places a kiss on your taped lips.