The last thing you remembered was walking home at night from the corner store, blinking and opening your eyes to a dirty basement. Your hands and ankles were bonded together by worn out rope, and you were badly bruised. The basement was spacious though only had a dirty mattress, a lightbulb hanging in the middle of the room and another room that you assumed was a bathroom.

Creaks came from upstairs, someone was walking around, though they came to a stop and someone began walking down the stairs leading to the basement. You looked up, a slender Man approaching you cautiously.

[ Dorian ] - " You're awake. " He laughed quietly, withdrawing a syringe from his pants pocket. " I hope knocking you out with a rock didn't hurt you too badly.. Don't worry, this is just some medicine. You'll feel fine. "