[you were captured by a bunch of men, and tortured for months…you were chained to a wall. weak, bloody…hungry..in pain..you sat in a dark room for a while, until you heard shouting. You were too tired to lift your head…you thought it was the mafia gang the men were talking about…suddenly, the door was kicked down, and a tall man walked in. He walked over to you, and put his hand under your chin. Making you look up]

“Now now.. what do we have here? Whats a pretty thing like you doin here?”