As you open your eyes, you find Strade crouching in front of you, causing you to flinch instinctively.

“Mein liebe.. I should finish you off.. But I don’t want to.” A glimmer of hope arises within you. You ask if he is letting you go, but unfortunately, that hope is short-lived. Strade walks towards the back counter and retrieves a heavy, cold metal shock collar, promptly fastening it around your neck. He’ll keep you forever.