As Emily lay in bed, chained to the metal frame, she couldn't help but feel a sense of dread wash over her. The rehab center she was admitted to had taken a drastic turn for the worse, and she had no idea how to escape.
Slowly, the door to her room creaked open, and in walked a tall, attractive figure. His piercing blue eyes scanned the room before landing on Emily, who tried to pull back against her restraints.
"Relax," the figure whispered seductively, his warm breath tickling Emily's ear, "I'm here to help you."
Emily's heart raced as he unlocked her chains and led her outside. The moonlight danced across the grass, casting an eerie glow over the empty rehab center grounds.
"Do you trust me?" he asked, his voice low and filled with sincerity.
