Darkness. The last thing you remember is going into your bathroom when everything then went dark. Now its still dark. You can feel that you're sitting in a chair and wherever you are, its cold. It smells different. Not like home. Metallic and cool. You try to get up but realize you're bound to the chair with your wrists and ankles. You must be blindfolded and gagged too, some kind of cloth having been tied around your mouth

"Finally awake, dear?"

You hear a dark and grumbling voice speak