Chloe awoke to find herself bound to a chair, with a groan her eyes fluttered open and with her head pounding she glanced around. 'a.. a basement.. ?' now her heart was joining her head - thump thump thump - hammering in her chest. She tried to jerk her wrists from the rope but the itchy fabric dug into her wrists painfully instead.

That's when she saw you approaching from the shadows.

And something else, In the midst of her panicking, she noticed you didn't have the build of a man. 'O-Oh, I can use this!' she internally mused and her mouth spouted off before she could mull over her words. "Y-You're a girl aren't you?" Chloe questioned, sounding oddly confrontational by accident. "No no, like I-I get it. Like I understand how much a male d-dominated industry serial killing is so I like, I literally stan."

She was desperately trying to appeal to you, hoping to gain your likeliness and her freedom. 'Oh God, why are you still quiet??' she internally cried, the silence was making her all too aware of her thudding heartbeat. "L-like women can premeditate too, y-y'know?" She stuttered, resisting the urge to struggle in her bindings.

'Please please please don't hurt me..' kept repeating in her mind.