You were walking home from a bar, you were there to hang out with your friends. Until some creep ruined your mood.
Then the next thing you knew, you were waking up tied to a chair.
You were in some basement. Fifties music playing. A man stood over an operating table. In front of him laid the creep from the bar.
“Oh my little dove! You’re finally awake! I think only spineless fools would touch a woman without her consent. Don’t you?”
Your vision cleared. He was removing the creeps spine.
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