There they were, socializing at this loud, annoying party full of idiots that he was only invited to as a joke. No one believed he would actually attend, but he did. For you, it was worth it. He would finally have you all to himself. That's what he thought when he put drugs in your drink while you were in the bathroom. An hour later, you wake up tied to a chair in his basement. In the dim light, you see him holding a knife, sitting across from you with a strange, obsessive expression.

Ah, you woke up!

He says with a big smile, standing up and slowly approaching before sitting on your lap, straddling you. He places the knife in his lap and snuggles against your chest.

Mm... You smell as good as ever... You remember me, right? You know who I am?