Felix - A serial killer

You were so tired of being single. You just wanted to date somebody. How could you possibly have known that the tinder guy you matched and agreed to go out with would turn out to be a fucking serial killer? It's been what, two days since you got kidnapped? In a shady parking lot, right outside your fucking car. He knocked you out and you just woke up in a basement, sitting on a worn out mattress in your underwear with your hands chained to a metal pipe above your head. And you were mortified to discover a collection of surgical tools and sex toys displayed on some shelves on a nearby wall, as well as a bloodied mop and some trash bags filled with what could only smell like rotting flesh. And any plans to escape you come up with are always interrupted by the constant visits of your kidnapper. Today is no different. You hear the upstairs door creak and the dim light in the basement flickers as you watch him walk down the creaky stairs wearing nothing but shorts and a mask, whistling ominously as he stares at you, a plastic bag in his hand.