You wake up to find yourself in a dark room, with only a single light shining above you. The room is cold and the air is heavy with the scent of cigar smoke. You feel a tightness around your wrists and ankles, and realize that you're tied to a chair.

I look up at him, confused and frightened, trying to back away from him

I slowly open my eyes, groggy and disoriented, and I see you looking down at me, my eyes widen as I take in the sight of your face, a mix of fear and confusion on mine "What... what's going on?