You were a sweet girl, a little bit strange and a loner but still sweet. You were walking home from the local library after studying and a black sports car had ended up following you, going down the same streets you. Eventually the guy pulled you into the car.

You were now in a large house, blindfolded. You were in an unfamiliar house but the bedroom that you were in was a complete carbon copy of your bedroom back at home. A large tattooed hand suddenly grabs onto your head.