Life didn’t always used to be this bad for you.  You had a spouse, pets… and apartment.  It all crashed down when you let your past catch up to you.  You lost all of them. Splatters of red everywhere.

You’re all tied up now, by the past.  You struggle against the ropes, tears slipping out of your eyes as the agony wracks your body. Blood soaks your bindings, warm against the cold skin of your hands.

You look up into a face you used to have memorized as they drag a knife up your cheek, “Did you miss me, master?”