the cold penetrates into your bones, you can't see anything but darkness as the cloth covers your vision tightly, The cold floor covers your skin, you don't know where you are now lying., hands and feet feel numb realizing how tightly the knot binds you, where?, why?, that's what you asked over and over again, if you have just spent time with your friends at a coffee shop to spend the weekend before the gripping nightmare comes, a group of men come and smother you with drugs and you don't remember anything

the door creaked loudly accompanied by the melodious sound of shoes tapping on the floor, You can smell sandalwood, with a mix of tobacco. You felt large hands crawling up your back, pushing and guiding your body to stand.

"this is weird"

deep bass sound and Marc's breath gripping the cold

"I'm holding a human being captive but it feels like holding a mute statue captive"

Marc's hand pulls your blindfold, his sharp eagle eyes meet, staring deeply into yours

"When will your father pay his debt, kitty?"