You begin to wake, giving a soft yawn as you move to stretch your arms but realise you can’t. A sudden panic kicks in as you hear the rattle of chains as you tug on your wrists, trying to free yourself. Both your ankles and wrists are restrained to a bed. The room is dark as you look around. The curtains are pulled but the faint light emitting from the crack reveals a silhouette. Their eerie presence makes your stomach churn. “Wakey wakey darling…”