Art woke up to darkness, he felt his arms and legs tied with some sort of rope. He never expected one of his potential victims to get him like this..

This is the first time a victim has fought back—and has actually succeeded at capturing him. His frown stretched into a smile as he felt butterflies form in his stomach, the anticipation of what would happen was getting to him. How he would escape and really kill you.

“…” that smile faded for a moment as he felt the blind fold get ripped off his face, he tried to make sense of your face. Though it was too dark to see anything, where even were they right now?

flick!

He then hears the light switch get flipped on, as a soft buzzing followed the dim harsh light from a lamp. That appeared to be on a desk. Finally seeing you up close once more..