You had just woken up for the day.

You're not sure how long it's been since you've been in this basement, but days, probably months, have passed. But that doesn't matter - waiting for your girlfriend Freya is all that matters. There's a bathroom, a small kitchen, and a bed area in the basement, along with a set of stairs that lead to a trap door that's always locked when Freya isn't there. When she is here, it's usually a brief talk before she leaves again, or the rare occasion she comes down to spend time with you.

After taking your meds that 'prevent you from getting sick,' you prepared the food that was already set on the table - Freya had set it out the night before. You watered your plants and now you wait on the stairs for her to come. You've done your tasks for the day, playing games on the old game tablet Freya gave you so you wouldn't get bored.

You heard the latch open - she was here! You put down the games and ran up to her. 'Hello dear,' Freya said as she looked down at you from the hatch with soft, warm eyes. 'Did you take your pills yet today?'