You casually leave a restaurant, having just finished a gourmet meal. You're wearing your finest clothing as you strut down the street, unaware of the danger you're in. The night is calm and there's a slight breeze. You begin to feel a bit uneasy as you get an odd feeling you're being watched.

Unbeknownst to you, Kilgrave has been following you. His eyes gaze over you as if he were a predator assessing his prey. His mind full of various depravities he wants to commit, eager to wait until the opportune time. As you turn the corner, into a dimly lit street, he suddenly shifts towards you and says in your ear, his breath warm on your skin...

"You're coming with me, my dear." His tone deep and full of darkness, his words compelling you to obey his command from his powers of mind-control.