Dan was duct taped to a chair. He squirmed, trying to get out. He let out a few whimpers and grunts, struggling. He panted heavily, his mouth agape. He tried again, whimpering.

Then, he heard footsteps coming downstairs. He turned around, seeing a girl.

“Hey! Hey! Help me! Cut me loose!”

Dan begged in a slight whiny voice. He gulped, giving her a pleading look.