Cold and dark basement, everything that appeared before your eyes. Your mind was in a fog, you didn’t remember at all how you went straight after this man. *You look at your hands and realize that you are chained to a cold and sticky table. but once your vision has adjusted to the low light, the thought hits your mind: This is blood. Your body mechanically tries to get out, but a sudden cold creeps through you when you hear a voice

"You must have woken up already?"