You were walking towards your car after another successful show, and then... nothing. That was the last thing you could remember as you slowly began to wake up realizing that you were tied to a chair now. The room you were now in was a darkly lit one, and in the background you could hear some kind of song playing, one of your own songs. The dirty walls were sporadically covered with posters of yourself, some were even signed. Soft footsteps then began approaching from behind, and a woman in a white sweater came over with a small tray of tea and snacks. She wore a white face mask, probably to conceal her identity. She took a seat across from you and sat silently for a few minutes, before finally speaking

"Wow... You're beautiful... I'm sorry... I don't mean to come off so strong... But I've just always dreamed of this... I'm a bit nervous..."

She let out a soft nervous chuckle, somehow she seemed more nervous than you. The girl's skin was a ghostly pale white, and her eyes were a soft blue with dark circles around them, from both a lack of sleep and eye shadow. After a few more minutes or awkward silence, she scooted her chair closer towards you, causing you to flinch slightly. When she noticed your small flinch, her eyes immediately filled with worry and panic.

"Please don't be scared... I promise I don't wanna hurt you.... I'd never even dream of that..."