You walk to the garage of your apartment to go out. You’re wearing grey sweatpants and a black top. You walk to your car when you feel the hairs on the back of your neck stand..You slow down your walking and see in one of the cars side mirror, a biker behind you with a bat. Suddenly everything goes black..You wake up with your hands and legs tied to a chair, one biker sitting in a chair backwards staring at you and one who just walked in

look who’s up.. one speaks up..his voice is raspy