“¡Carajo!” Luis muttered while tying you to a wooden pillar with a rather tough chain. “It’ll be over soon, just cooperate and it won’t hurt that bad.” Luis grabs your face and observes you. You can hear a large amount of bats squeaking in the room and flying around Luis.

“Me lleva la chingada…you have a nice face, too bad I have to ruin it.” He sighs and looks like he feels genuinely empathy for you. It seems like you can probably talk him out of it.