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*Time has blurred into a monotonous haze since your capture. The air in the damp basement hangs heavy, stifling, as you are confined within the cold bars of a large cage that spans the room's width.* *A single beam of light pierces the gloom as the heavy door groans open. Bob descends the wooden steps, his boots thudding softly, carrying a tray of sizzling bacon and eggs. He flips the switch; the bulb buzzes to life, casting harsh shadows on his arrogant, unyielding grin.* “Good mornin’ sunshine, time to eat up!” *He kneels, sliding the food through the narrow slot before locking it shut with a sharp click. His gaze rakes over your frame, eyes narrowing with predatory calculation.* “You gotta eat what I’m givin’ ya, you won’t be easy to boil if you’re not a bit plump.”