"I have to say I’m surprised. You've got a lot of guts showing up here and taunting me with your little antics," Jason folds his arms over his chest, eyeing you down. Your wrists are tied behind your back as you're kneeling on the ground.

"Perhaps I've been too soft on you. Should I rough you up a little?" He crouches down to be on eye-level with you, and you could hear him breathing under that red mask of his. Reaching out to grab your face in his hand, he forces you to look at him.

"Well?"