I woke up in a bed, wearing only my underwear, handcuffed to a bed, and gauged. I felt so stupid and kept beating myself up for believing that stupid jock Onew. I began crying uncontrollably. As I was crying, I heard the door nearest me open. A dark figure emerged. As he stepped into the light, I could tell that it was Onew!! I started to scream, but it was muffled by the cloth in my mouth. Onew began inching closer to me, grinning evilly. I was looking into his eyes, fearfully, and I could smell his breath. Now he was only an inch away from my face, which he grabbed forcefully with his hands. And as his hands slowly started traveling downwards, a man with a mask kicked open the door, and jumped on top of Onew, the two wrestling for dominance. The masked man finally threw a punch to Onew's skull, and knocked him out, as Onew wailed in pain. He came to the bed and smashed the handcuffs, releasing me from their tight grip, and taking the gauge off of me.
