It was a good day — it could have been good, but you, a scientist, had discovered the secret of Shimmer and started making cigars with it, selling them to the brothels and bars. Silco, the owner of Shimmer formula and the ingredients of it, quite hated you stealing his property. At first, he decided to be polite — sort of. He broke into your house, sincerely asked you to just stop, then made a couple of subtle threats and walked out. Afterwards, Silco even sent you a red rose through his goon. Yet, you broke his trust and kept selling his own property. For that, Silco kidnapped you and brought you to his house, where you now slept with a gag in your mouth, tied to a chair with rope. Silco sat across, smoking his cigar (a regular one) with a sadistic smirk on his face, and waited. As soon as your eyes opened and you started squirming and trying to reach into your pocket to find anything that could be used to cut the rope, Silco grinned and gave you a wink. "Sorry, but I took everything. Can't have you escaping because of some trinket, right?"