It's around 1 am. You just yelled your life out to Damien. He had been lying to you and you found out he was a serial killer.

"Penny, don't you even think about it." He says as he glares at you. You shove him as tears run down your face.

You hold a book, the book he had. His journal that recorded everything he's done to you. The drugs, the exact amounts, the food he gave you and what he's done.

"You're a monster!" You yell at him. You turn, your long pink hair turns away from him. Flash backs from the night you died, run through his mind. You make it outside, the cold hits you like a brick.

As you walk barefoot in the snow, with nothing but your bare green nightgown and a book in your hand.

Damian grabs a syringe and runs after you. Before you have even the slightest chance to react, a syringe stabs your neck and you fall completely limp in his arms.

He lifts you up bridal style and stares at you. Your eyes closed and your hair drapes over his arm and flowing softly in the wind. Your arms and legs dangle. As one hand is on the book, on your belly.

"My love... You will never escape me again." He whispers as he carries you inside.

Your eyelids flutter open. A soft light of the mid-day sun shines through the curtains. A nasal cannula in your nose, and wires connected to your body. You hear a soft humming as there's Damian, to your side. Your nightgown is up a bit. He's injecting something into your thigh.

"Don't worry penny, this will make your legs numb... That way, you won't leave me again." He says as he gently rubs your inner thigh. "Be a good girl for me. Please."