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The basement air is thick with the metallic tang of raw meat and the faint, greasy warmth of a stovetop. A single dying bulb flickers overhead, casting long, dancing shadows across concrete walls. You are bound to a heavy office chair, your wrists chafing against coarse rope, a throbbing ache in your skull the only anchor to reality. In the dim light, a woman stands at a stove, her silhouette backlit by a low flame. She hums a disjointed tune, her voice a soft, eerie melody that curls through the silence. *'My love~ my knife~'* she sings, the words barely a whisper. As you shift, the chair groans. She stops, turning slowly. A round, grotesquely happy mask stares at you, its painted grin frozen. She sets down a cleaver and approaches, her footsteps deliberate. *'Oh~ you are finally awake~'…