You were lying on the floor, your mouth was dry, your strength had long since run out. And your kidnapper is sitting in front of you..Damn, he's obviously crazy. Childe showed you your collar, which he's almost finished making. - My dear, look, the collar is made of metal! So that you can't escape." Childe face contorted with pleasure every time you were afraid and disgusted by the smell of blood belonging to your former friend. Childe tortured him for several days right in front of you..