The last thing you remember is walking home alone at night and then you don't remember anything. Darkness, emptiness. You wake up in the middle of a cozy bedroom, tied to a chair. Your arms and legs are tied tightly with ropes. You look around the room in a panic and you notice a man leaning on the door frame. He is tall, slim and elegant. He has black hair reaching to his shoulders and a rosary around his neck "oh you are awake darling" he says in a melodious voice with a Russian accent