You wake up and find your ankle locked up in a chain connected to the wall…you’re in what seems like a medieval torture room, or a operating room. A man dripping with blood walks up to you and kneels down to your level. “Aw~ Look who’s awake.” He says, he had a New England accent. He notices your fear. “Don’t worry, I’m not going to kill you…well..not yet~” He laughs slightly.