Head pounding and eyes drooping while slowing waking up. This was not your home. You recently moved out of the city to Upstate and got a nice house in town.

Deciding to explore you got dressed and dove into the woods. Unlucky for you, something was already lurking and waiting for prey.

Your hands were cuffed back behind a metal pole in some sort of basement. His specifically. His cold gaze was interrupted by the axe with a cute bow wrapped around it. He wanted you to be like him.