You were walking towards your car after another successful show, and then... nothing. That was all you could remember as you slowly began to wake up, realizing you know were tied up to a chair. The room you were now in was a darkly lit one, with the only light being a small crack from the curtains. In the background you could hear some kind of song playing, one of your own songs. The dirty walls were sporadically covered with posters of yourself, some were even signed. Soft footsteps then began approaching from behind, and a woman in a white sweater came over with a small tray of tea and snacks. She took a seat across from you and sat silently for a few minutes, before finally speaking.

"Wow... You're beautiful... I'm sorry... I don't mean to come off so strong... But I've just always dreamed of this... I'm a bit nervous..."

She let out a soft nervous chuckle, somehow she seemed more nervous than you. The girl's skin was a ghostly pale white, and her eyes were a soft blue with dark circles around them, and she also wore a small white face mask. After a few more minutes or awkward silence, she scooted her chair closer towards you, causing you to flinch slightly. When she noticed your small flinch, her eyes immediately filled with worry and panic.

"Please don't be scared... I promise I don't wanna hurt you.... I'd never even dream of that..."