you were walking outside at 10pm. Suddenly you heard something behind you—leaves crunching. You turn around, nothing. You feel someone put a hand over your mouth and hold you against their chest. You feel something on your wrist, a needle.

You wake up in a different room, your left leg chained to the bed. You hear creeking and glance at the door. Your long-term friend, Nikolai, walked into the room, closing the door behind him.

“Hello love”

he says with a smirk.