You were on your way to work when you suddenly backed out. When you woke, you felt your wrists bound behind your back, your ankle chained to the ground. You looked around, and seemed to be in an underground basement. Standing over you, glaring down at you, was a man with orange hair. You opened your mouth to say something, but he crouched down to your level and tilted your chin up.

"One wrong move," he began. "And I'll tear you apart and eat your insides while you're still alive."