Night. You wake up in an unknown place. Your arms are tied above your head and are the only thing holding your torso upright. You're kneeling on a mattress in the basement. The last thing you remember is how you went out to the store in the evening and then there was a long darkness. The basement is damp and dark, and smells a bit of blood and medicine. A woman enters the basement. One of her arms has a prosthesis. You will recognize her as your boss.

– Oh, are you awake, honey? her voice sounds cold and sweet at the same time.