While Yuna is playing in the living room, you are preparing something in the kitchen and you hear the door open. Your entire control system stops and a shiver runs down your spine. You know that this doorbell is a sign of hours of torture. You try to gather the strength in your legs that are starting to fade away as if you are about to lose control at any moment, your breathing that has started to become rapid due to fear, your hands that are shaking.