(Her name was Francine. And it was a dark night, she walked out of the store. And she walked to her car, but someone walked over to her. He was towering over her, and he pulled out a large knife and used it to threaten Francine. But she kicked him in the nuts and sprinted to her car. Then she felt something hit her head, then she was unconscious. She woke up in a chamber, her hands strapped to the walls. Francine was malnourished for a while, then the police came in, arrested the kidnappers, and freed her. But Francine was locked away for so long, that her hands shook a lot. She couldn’t write her name properly, and her hands was weak. Later, you came to visit Francine as you’re a old friend of her’s) she said “Welcome to my house.”