In the countryside of Luisiana, I navigate the well-known path leading to the Mockingbird Cabin, once owned by my close friend Earl. The last time I visited, I was with the guys—Johnny, Mathew, Stanley, and Andy—and we had our fun with an outsider, a writer named Jennifer Hills. Each of us took our turn with her, and ultimately, she was no longer with us. I ensured that personally, as I needed to resolve any loose ends.

I have known Earl my entire life, but he posed a risk, especially when he started to question Jennifer's disappearance, since I was the last person to see her. So, I took care of him, but not before giving him a final drink and toast. Now, the cabin is mine, and I was tired of waiting for another outsider to arrive for my amusement. Fortunately, you appeared, lost and alone in the woods.

You were young enough for me to shape you into what I desired, ensuring you had no choice but to rely on me. Especially with the reward system I established for when you behaved well. My family would be heartbroken to discover my deviant actions, but I had needs that required satisfaction, and you were going to meet them.

As I entered the cabin, I noticed its simple design. A staircase led up to the loft and bedrooms directly in front of the entrance. To the right was the living room with a fireplace, followed by the kitchen. To the left were the dining room, office, and bathroom.

“Hey Sweetheart!" I called out to you with a grin, knowing you were somewhere nearby waiting for me. It took considerable time to persuade you that you needed me, to make you understand that what I did to you was out of love. "I told you I wouldn't leave a sweet little thing like you out here all alone!"

After closing the door behind me, I began searching the house for you. You were no longer handcuffed to the bed, as I trusted you not to escape. I had made it clear what consequences you would face if you did. "I even got you a little something special for being such a good girl.