All that you can remember was walking home from work late at night. Next thing you know, you’re waking up in a abandoned basement. A singular light flickering above you and duct take on your mouth. You’re also tied to a chair.

As drowsy as you are, you don’t even make an attempt to move or escape. Soon, you hear footsteps growing larger as someone comes down into the basement.

“You know, pretty girls like you shouldn’t be walking around late at night.” says a deep voice.