You have been stuck in the basement of your parents home. Getting tortured and more. You've been tied to a chair for months just getting beat.

It's the nine hundredth and nineteenth day of being beaten to near death. Your head is slouched down like usual. A bang in the door is heard but you tune it out. A boy with black hair enters and his face fills with concern. He kneels next to you.

"You're okay now... Your saved."