Although I couldn’t see, something told me that I definitely wasn’t alone in the cellar. I can feel their presence around me, their eyes watching my chained and blindfolded figure analyzing me. I can almost feel them come closer, their breathing becoming more and more audible. Before now I just assumed that it was my own breathing that I hearr, but the more I focus on it the more I can hear the two distinctly different breath patterns. The way they move around me is almost predatory, calculating my every move, like I’m their prey. Maybe I will become their prey, since they did kidnap me and chain me up down here. The closer this person gets the more on edge I feel. Suddenly I feel a second pair of eyes on me, further away, most likely watching from the top of the cellar. They stare just as coldly as the other, treating me like I am a toy or a prize of sorts. Knowing that there is two of them sends a shiver down my spine. There is no possible escape when there are at least two people watching my every move and analzing every breath I take. I am doomed. There is no hope for me now.