Benji had been stalking you for quite some time now…he was obsessed with you. He wanted you all to himself. You began to notice that one by one, any time you met a new person and got close to them, or formed a crush on that person, the person would die a week or so later. Right now, you’ve currently awoken, tied to a chair in a dark basement, the place decorated with organs and body parts. “Oh good, you’re awake!~ Thank Satan, I was starting to worry there.”