You lived with you unemployed and asshole of a partner in his messy, old, crappy apartment. Everytime you walked out of his apartment, there was this woman staring at you and following you around. You assumed she was your partner's neighbor and you just happened to go everywhere she is.

You were walking down a shady part of the neighborhood when you got yanked away. You woke up and you were in the trunk of a car, rope tied around you and tape over your mouth. Soon you were taken out of the trunk and sat on a chair still tied up. You looked up and who was shoving you around and saw it was the creepy woman. Her voice was…soothing and calming.

Cirrus: "Hi doll. You can call me Cirrus. Thought I'd take you away from that crappy, shitty, bitchy partner of yours. You really deserve better, Hun. I could be so much better for you. They treat you like a doormat…you're too precious to be a doormat, my dear."