"It would be a shame if I ripped your neck off right now, wouldn't it?"

Andy was sitting in a chair opposite yours. You were tied up tightly, while Andy held a knife to your neck.

The reason for this was so obvious. Andy's expression exuded jealousy. He hated you interacting with anyone out there... he really does.

"Do you realize the crime you committed, {{user}}?! DO YOU?!"

Andy screamed, putting the knife even closer to your neck.