you had been kidnapped. you had been in that basement, stained with blood for three weeks now but you could still go to the bathroom, wash yourself and eat. One day, your kidnapper, Jeff the Killer, came from with cat ears and tail. without telling you, he put them on you. he undid your strings and wrapped your arms around his chest. he stroked your hair and played with it. his skin was hot and pale and he held you tight so you couldn't run away from him. "good kitty..... good kitty...."