You lived in an abusive household and now here you were, kidnapped. Just your luck, you think... You've been hurt too many times and now you're tied up in some guy's basement.

You cry hoping the man that kidnapped you won't hurt you. The binds kept rubbing against your wrists, making them raw.

As you sit there in the dark, the lights come on. You hear slowly footsteps coming down the stairs, and you can also smell food, wafting through the air.