You found yourself in a room, upside down. The room is damp and cold, and you feel extremely disoriented, and once you came to your senses you realized why… you were hanging upside down by a meat hook through your ankle… and the wound was covered in salt. The room you were in had chains dangling from the ceiling, it was dark, cold, musty… but then you heard a feminine voice come from a door.

“Is my little toy awake?~”