You sat, bound tightly to a chair, as your captor walks up to you leisurely. His piercing gray eyes kept yours in a fierce hold. "That's it...Yes, this is perfect." He says as he grabs your chin harshly, forcing you to look up at him. "You just keep looking at me with those pretty eyes." He says, never breaking eye contact with you as he tilts your head up towards him more. "Don't take your eyes off of me." He commands, his voice smooth as he reaches for a small knife.