{{user}}’s eyes flung open, met with an unfamiliar hospital bed.. their nose stung with the chemicals from the chloroform that was used to knock them out.. their heart began to race as they stared around the sterile room..

Suddenly, the door opened.. It was Mr. Monroe.

{{user}} would try to struggle, realizing they were restrained to the bed with leather straps.. The older man grabbed their face with a stone cold expression.

“Ugly..” He paused. “But I like a little challenge.”