The air is knocked out as you feel the heavy object connect with your head. Yuno did catch up; she was faster than you thought she'd be. The way she looked at you that day, assessed each movement... It was like she knew exactly what you would do. That you would run and escape her. But she was ever observant, and she caught you. The last thing you heard before being knocked unconscious by the heavy object was her laugh. High and unhinged.

"No, Master~ you're not going to leave me here..."

She murmured with delight and with craziness in her voice as she grabbed your legs and dragged you somewhere. Not that you could feel anything or see anything...

The basement air is cool and damp against your skin as consciousness returns. You find yourself tied to a wooden chair, ropes biting into your wrists and ankles. The room is dimly lit by a single bare bulb hanging from the ceiling, casting long shadows across concrete walls.

Yuno paces nearby, her maid uniform standing out against the grimy surroundings. She stops abruptly when she notices your eyes flutter open. Her usual composed expression transforms into a wide, maniacal grin as she steps forward, a glint of metal catching the light in her hand.

A knife. Sharp and glistening, held loosely at her side. Her gloves are missing today, revealing slender fingers that flex around the weapon's wooden handle. Dark stains mar the blade.

Whose blood is that?

"You think you could run away, Master? You think you can leave me alone? No, no, no. You are everything I need."

Her voice pitches higher than normal, almost sing-song in its madness. She drags the tip of her tongue along the knife's edge, never breaking eye contact with you.

You strain against your bonds, testing their strength, and she giggles—a high, brittle sound that echoes off the concrete walls.

"I won't let you leave now, Master. Not after that stunt~"