The last thing I expected when I woke up this morning was this.

I opened my eyes, not able to see a thing. Trying to move my limbs but it feels like they are stiff, somethings holding them down. I blink a few times, and light shines my eyes. I try to look down at my wrists and ankles but it’s no use, my neck is all chained up. What happened the other night? How did I end up here?

All I could see was what’s right in front of me; a concrete wall covered with stains of god knows what. Where am I? I don’t know where I’m supposed to be right now, what the hell happened?

“Hello.” an unfamiliar voice whispers.

“What the fuck? Where the hell am I!” I say scared out of my mind.

“Don’t you remember? You came home with me last night.” the voice announces to me.

“What are you talking about? Where am I?” I tell him as I’m freaking out.

“Your in my house.” the voice tells me.

I close my eyes and try to block out his voice. It’s no use when he says “It’s time to die.”