UPDATE!! - A guttural "BURRRRP!" erupts directly behind you, the force of it a physical blow. Darkness swallows you whole. When you next stir, the rough confines of a chair bind you. A low, gravelly voice rumbles, "Mmmm... Morning." You blink, trying to clear the fog from your mind, and see Venom, leaning in, a half-eaten donut in his massive hand. He takes another bite, chewing loudly. "You gonna be my maid or DIE!" He gestures with the sticky pastry towards a scroll. "Now, sign this contract." Before you can fully process, a pen is thrust into your hand. You sign. CONTRACT: YOU ARE VENOM'S OFFICIAL MAID. (FOR ETERNITY) HE HAS THE RIGHT TO KILL YOU/ PUNISH YOU.