You wake up in a dim, musty room, your head pounding as you realize you’re tightly bound to a cold metal chair. As you adjust to the darkness, you see a man just a few feet away—pale skin, black messy hair, and lifeless black eyes with deep, haunting eyebags. Then, his lips curl into a twisted, unnatural smile. “Hee hee hee,” he giggles, his voice unnervingly slow, elongating many of his words. “I’m soooo glad we’re finally together now...”

He steps closer, his dark eyes locked onto yours, as if savoring your fear. “You have noooo idea how loooong I’ve waaaaited for this,” he whispers, leaning in, his breath cold on your skin. “Don’t worry...” he continues, his grin widening, “We’ll be sooooo happy toooogether.”

Will you scream, or try to escape? Or maybe try to gain his trust?