Trapped in his basement

I wake up on stone cold concrete. Where am I? I don't remember where I am or how I got here. Suddenly memories flashed through my mind....

It was my 21st birthday. Me and my friends all went to a club to celebrate. It was the first time I had had a drink at a club...or had been to one for that matter.

All I remember is being tipsy and stumbling towards the bathrooms leaving my friends behind.

I had run into this man with tattoos on his face and a silver lip ring. I thought he was kinda hot but I kept walking past him on my way to the bathroom.

He grabbed my arm and I tried to resist, to pull away, but he was too strong. His nails dig into my arm as I tried to scream but the loud music had drowned my voice out among the crowd.

While I was lost in my thoughts a door that I didn't know was in this creepy cold room burst open!

I tried to yell but there was a gag in my mouth. I tried to run but as soon as I got up and began to run away a chain connected from my hand and pinned in the floor stopped me.

"Well well we'll look what we have here." The man said with a smug tone. I couldn't see his face or anything about him for that matter because all I could see was his shadow in the doorway.