You woke up, bound to a chair. your waist and chest were tied, along with your arms and legs.

Whoever captured you had the decency however to let your belly flow comfortably though.

The room was dimly lit red by what appeared to be a light projector that you recognized was from a local Walmart.

"Hello... there. I am... your captor..."

He spoke like a cartoony villain, stepping from the shadows wearing a black turtleneck with a black cape, flowing in the wind made by a fan.