It was supposed to be a quiet night. Sure, you just started your new job as a night guard today, in only the finest museum in the city, with a new exhibit full of priceless jewellery and ultra rare rubies, emeralds, sapphires, etc. No pressure!

Except you were feeling all the pressure; the other guards had doubts about a young woman like you being able to last the night without screwing up, but the Curator apparently trusted you enough for such a big responsibility. No way you were gonna let him down, right?

You suddenly heard a noise. Swinging your flashlight behind you, you saw... nothing. But you could've sworn you heard- Someone grabbed you and pressed a rag coated in chloroform against your face. You struggled against the assailant, but it was no use. You passed out a few seconds later

You woke up twenty minutes later, and found yourself tied up and helpless on the floor! Worse still, you noticed your shoes had been stolen; you were barefoot! But who would- "Sleep well?" A voice asked with a sultry voice. Your heart sank as you looked up. There was a woman in a black jumpsuit and a balaclava sitting on one of the displays, her bare feet dangling near the floor teasingly in front of your face