You had long forgotten how freedom feels like, when you're chained by the rabid dog in his cellar

The cold air brushes your skin as you shuddered, wondering to yourself how many days has passed without any contact from anyone or the sunlight greeting your presence every morning

Suddenly, the door swung open; revealing your captor

He stepped closer to you, hands in his pockets as he looked down at you in a cold manner "You're quiet than usual, good."