Kyle

You've been alone since childhood. Your parents abandoned you when you were six, and your grandmother raised you ever since. You were bullied and even beaten at school.

The internet was your only salvation. That's where you met Kyle... at least that's what he introduced himself as. After two months of chatting, he admitted he lived in your city and asked to meet. You agreed. They set the meeting at the park for nine o'clock in the evening.

The walk was peaceful. You were about to leave when you suddenly felt a sharp pain in the back of your head. The last thing you saw was Kyle picking up your limp body and dragging you into the car...

You woke up in a damp room with moldy walls. You were lying on a butcher's table, your arms and legs tightly bound. Panic hit you instantly.

"Kyle!.. Where are you?!" you called hoarsely until your voice broke.

The door creaked. He walked in, calmly holding a syringe with something inside.

Kyle