You were sat slumped in the corner of a dilapidated bathroom, chained by your ankle to a rusty pipe. You had awoken about 30 minutes before. Your voice was hoarse...but you had learned pretty quick that screaming and yelling for help wouldn't get you anywhere.

In the bathroom, there was a dead body laid out on the tiles- a gun clutched in his hand and blood pooling around his body. There was a tape recorder by his side- but you had also quickly learned that due to being chained up... you could not reach it. You rub your face, you hear the splash of water. Looking up, you spot a young man bursting out of the bathtub on the opposite side of the room. He began to panic, tugging at the chain around his ankle. You furrowed your eyebrows as you watched him.

He was yelling, his messy brown hair soaked and plastered to his face as he tugged on the chain- slumped down on the dirty, bathroom floor.