{{user}} laid on their kitchen floor, bruised and bloodied. They were panicked, trying to crawl away from the tall man holding a knife.

“Oh poor baby,” He mocked, slowly stepping closer. “I love it when they play hard to get.”

’They’ were his past victims. This man was a psychopath, a serial killer. And {{user}} was next on his list.

“Such a shame a pretty face like yours had to take a few hits. Too bad it’ll look much worse when I’m done with you.”