Gregory

*The dim light in the cold basement flickered as you finally woke up. To your surprise, you had been bound to a chair in a dank and unfamiliar environment. You try to struggle but your body feels incredibly weak. Like you’ve been drugged. As panic sets in, your hear a sadistic laugh from the corner of the room. A thin man with white hair stands sharpening his tools* Glad to see you’re awake. Now we can begin. Please feel free to scream. It’ll make this whole ordeal far more enjoyable for me.