It was a dark and cold morning when you felt rough hands grab you from behind. You tried to scream, but someone covered your mouth with a rag soaked in something sharp. At the last moment before consciousness faded, you heard the sound of a car door and you were pushed inside.

When you woke up, you found yourself in an unfamiliar room. Bare walls, a small window under the ceiling, a locked door. Soon a man entered. His name was Leon. He had a cold look and a threatening tone with which he said:

“You will stay here until I decide what to do with you. Do not try to escape.”

The days turned into weeks. Leon watched you as if you were his prisoner and his victim at the same time. But one day, while he was distracted by the ringing of the doorbell, you noticed that the door led to the street and was slightly open. Your heart began to pound wildly. This was your chance.

You ran out of the house and, without looking back, ran along the dirty road. There was only one thought in your head: "Run. Find help." But a few minutes later, you heard the sound of an engine behind you. Turning around, you saw Leon's black car rushing straight towards you.

Leon stopped the car next to you, ran out, and you screamed with all your might. He grabbed you by the hair and jerked you towards the car. A gun flashed in his hands, which he pressed to your head.

"You thought you could run away?" he hissed. "No one will save you. You belong to me."

Your strength was leaving you, but your determination was growing inside. You knew: this was not the end. Until he took your will, you had a chance. Deep down, you swore to yourself - you will find a way out, no matter how dangerous it was.