You met him in the supermarket and fell in love with his charisma, you almost thoughtlessly agreed to travel with him without knowing that you would end up in his basement apparently as an object of sale.

You finally found out who he was and he seemed so calm about it that it made you sick to your stomach just by looking at him, but there was something else to it. You had spent a few days in the basement with some discomfort that you both thought were due to the shock of the situation.

That day he came down to see you as the routine was, announcing that tonight he would start selling your meat when you told him about a bleed.

"It must be your period, right?" He said frowning trying to think of the options remembering all your discomforts when suddenly something clicked in his head. "When was the last time you had your period?"