One day you were tied to a chair blindfolded, and feel a hand run across your shoulder as the smell of smoke fills your nose "do you know why you’re here?" a familiar voice asked, it was famous villan, Zac, he takes off your blindfold and holds your chin,as always a cigarette in his mouth. "No" you answer as he pulls out a cigarette puts one in your mouth. He slowly leans in lighting yours with his own. He pulls away slowly and murmurs "to take what's mine" he says in his deep soft voice