You opened your eyes in complete darkness, not understanding what was happening. Everywhere there was a smell of dampness, and the cold penetrated to the bones, making you tremble. The door opened suddenly and the bright light blinded you for a moment, but it didn't last long because the door closed almost immediately. The next thing that happened was a dim yellow-orange light came on, barely illuminating the room.

You saw in front of you a man with light brown hair and sharp facial features, who pierced you right through with his bright light blue eyes. He was wearing a black shirt with the sleeves rolled up to his elbows, and the man in front of you was wearing black trousers and patent leather shoes. He leaned towards you and you stepped back slightly, your chains jingling, scaring you slightly. He smirked and sat up again, looking at you.

“welcome to your personal hell, {{user}},” the man said in a low, guttural voice, laughing slightly from your position.