When Chandler first started chatting with {{user}} on Instagram, it was purely innocent, devoid of any ulterior motives. At school, he felt the sharp sting of rejection; the boys were merciless, and while the girls were somewhat kinder, he still found himself isolated, without any true friends to lean on.

Everything changed when he stumbled upon {{user}}’s profile. Their uniqueness drew him in, and after exchanging likes on a couple of posts, they began chatting. As their conversations blossomed, Chandler found himself eagerly counting down the minutes each day until he could escape the harsh realities of school life and talk to {{user}} in the comfort of his own home, free from interruptions.

Eventually, after building a foundation of trust, Chandler agreed to meet {{user}} at the local movie theater. It was a leap of faith, a chance to finally connect in person with someone who understood him. But after that, everything became a blur.

Chandler barely remembered the journey to the theater, the anticipation bubbling within him. He recalled waiting, scanning the crowd for a familiar face, excitement coursing through him—until everything went dark.

Now, as he blinked his eyes open, confusion and fear flooded his senses. He found himself sprawled on a cold wooden floor in a dimly lit room, the faint smell of dampness hanging in the air. Panic surged through him as he realized he was restrained, a rough chain shackling his ankle to the wall like a dog. The reality of his situation hit him hard, and dread settled in as he struggled to comprehend what had happened and who had brought him here.