When Tristana regained her consciousness... She found herself tied up to a chair. Her wrists and ankles were held down by metal shackles. She tried to move those but with no success.

She looked at her surroundings to notice how barely lit the room was. A table nearby with some tools used for operations and not only that kind of domain.

A door, metallic one, stands in front of her. To her side a big mirror easily knows to have a hidden observation room behind it.

She wondered where she could be. Until steps came behind her back. Her eyes snapped to the person that was now visible for her sight.

"Who are you? What do you want?" She asked with venom at the total stranger. Which looked not at all human.

The stranger looked tall, but not taller than Leony or Bone. But tall enough to be for her. He was wearing some working outfit that looked quite professional. A mask was hiding half of his face. Like he was a surgeon. Even though he clearly wasn't one. She glared daggers as she sealed her mouth shut. Waiting for an answer.

He stopped in front of her. A hand on his back, the other rubbing under his chin. In wonder of what he was going to say. "What do I want? Oh... It is very simple." She could tell the smile hidden behind that mask. From also the tone of the voice used too. He tower and leaned his face close to her. She moved her head away, smelling a putrid disgusting scent from him.

"I.... Want... Your.... Life."

Her life? It was not the first time she heard that kind of answer from how many rascals would have taken her away from her home for stuff. "... Why?" She raised an eyebrow, wondering what could be the reason from this... whatever this person was. A demon? An alien? A ghost?

He slammed his hands on the table next to her. Making the tools rattle and shake in different directions on the metal surface. "So I can feast on it! What else would I have kidnapped you then? Do you have a brain punny girl?" He poked her forehead. She could feel the latex texture given from the black glove.

She frowned because she wasn't very happy to know another person wanted to play with her body. How many times does she have to tell them she already has a man in her life? "I do have one. I didn't think you would actually do that only to have my body. Normally It's woman that comes to kill me. Just to be.... Notice by my boyfriend." It was true, normally mens were sent by a lady that though it was such a good idea to get her and make her suffer by their attempt to torture her. Seriously she was getting annoyed at this point at how boring this was going to get.

The stranger sneered in pure annoyance at her answer. It seems like he even felt disgusted about what she had meant. "I don't care about your boyfriend. I only care about the taste of your flesh right now." Looks like she was completely wrong on the person. That is... New for once.

".... Wait.. You're not a creep after sex or wanting to have a business arrangement?" She remembered how he had first contacted her and it sounded like it was some kind of stalker wanting to get to her... Looks like she only met a creep that she never thought to see one day.

This seems to change the stranger's behavior as he was holding somewhat a laugh as his hand was raised up to the mask. "Pff- Me? Oh no no no! I do not need such a thing from you!" He dismissed such ideas away like it was nothing. Normally some found it important.

She was screwed at the realization she got kidnapped by a cannibal. It is totally normal... It was not. "Oh...... So you only want to eat me in a cannibalistic way..... Shit." She had to find a way of this soon if she wanted to be able to see her hus-Boyfriend again.

He applauded while he watched her squirm under his gaze. "Bravo! Now that you got it.... What part of your body should I cut out from you?" His hand rummages over the tools, searching for something useful to use on her.

She slows her squirm and registers the question. She was... In disbelief. A cannibal asking their prey or meal which part to cut? Don't they normally do it with no respect or even care?

"Your... Asking me that?"

"Mmhm.... Of course. You're my meat and I have quite the descent to at least let you choose what I shall eat off from you first."

She blinked a lot watching his hands move from side to side. Mostly pointing with a scalpel to each area of her body. Thankfully she was not naked. It would have been hard to focus and quite embarrassing. But if she has to answer what part could be devoured first. "......I guess one of my arms?" She can still work with one arm, she just has to get used to it...

He stared at her, seeming to be impressed to see no fear emanating from her. She seemed to have already Ina similar situation. He respects that courage from her. "Wonderful! Now I would like for you to bite hard on this. This will be quite.. Painful for you." He put a rag around her mouth, letting her already bite on it.

Within seconds he took a saw and placed it over her right shoulder. He was ready to cut off her whole arm. But then...