Eventually, when you got hungry, you ate the spaghetti. Soon afterwards you fell asleep, dreaming of darkness. When you awoke again, the candles had melted to the point the flame was almost gone. The masked man had yet to return.

You felt yourself needing to use the bathroom, but refused to do so on the floor.

You couldn't hear a thing. Subtle movements of the flames and your breathing was all that could be heard.

The door opened once again and the man came back down.

A smiley mask again.

"I need to use the bathroom" you told him agitated and watched as he handed you a bucket. You gritted your teeth, "No way.. that's degrading!!!"

He giggled again and a part of you was overjoyed to hear something besides the cold air of the dim lit room. He wrote,

"I suppose you're right"

You waited for more writing but it never came. You sighed as you teared up again. "This all.. is so degrading"

"Alright, I'll take you upstairs to the bathroom"

He stared at you for a few moments before writing again.

"Try something, and you'll lose your privileges"

You just rolled your eyes at him. He pulled a key from his pocket and unlocked the shackles. You stood up slowly. Being on the ground for so long without moving had made you weak. You looked up and the masked man was holding out a hand.

Seems he wanted you to take it. You refused.

He took note of this and led you up the stairs. You followed close behind, making sure to observe all your surroundings. When you got to the top, there was a long hall. There were no home decorations. You could see into the living area and there wasn't any furniture either.

"You don't live here.. do you?" you asked and he kept walking. He stopped at the bathroom down the hall and began writing.

"You have 5 minutes"

"What if I have to shit??" you asked angrily and he scribbled more.

"8 minutes"

"And what about my period??"

"There are pads inside the bathroom"

"This is horrid!! Did you really go through all of this just to kidnap me??"

"Do you need to use the bathroom or not?"

You huffed and went inside. You shut the door and turned the water on as you used the bathroom. After you were done, you waited before flushing the toilet. There was a small window above the shower but it had no latch. You began checking the drawers and found nothing of use.

Even if you did find a weapon, if you attacked and failed, you would be stuck with the bucket.

You sighed and flushed the toilet. You listened to the water go down. The water and the sound of the drawers echoed in your mind. Otherwise, it was completely silent except for you.

You washed your hands and then looked in the mirror. The silk dress was stunning but you wanted to know where your other clothes were.

"Fuck my classes.." you remembered annoyed putting your hand on your head. You sighed again looking in the mirror when something caught your eye. It was something metal shining behind the toilet. You picked it up and it was a metal filer. You rinsed it off and stuffed it in your dress.

The bathroom door swung open, startling you as the masked man stared.

"Times up. Let's go"

"What about a shower??" you said desperately with a smile, "Surely you must have some other clothing right?"

He cocked his head, "Let's go back down"

"No!! I don't want to go!" You shouted backing away and he folded his arms and wrote more.

"I'm not doing this. You got to use the bathroom, now come down stairs"

You began to cry as if he might feel sorry for you, "I don't understand why you're doing this!! I don't want to go back down there.. please don't make me"

He just looked at you. The masked man didn't seem violent, which was favorable on your part. He leaned against the door frame. He let out a sigh which you wished to hear again.

"We can stand here all day, I don't care"

You took a step and he rushed more words on the paper.

"Again, try something and you lose your privileges"

You began to get angry and threw the toilet paper roll at him, "This isn't cool!! Just let me go!! I swear to god just let me go!!" You covered yourself as he threw the toilet paper back at you.

"Doesn't feel nice, does it? Listen I'm just doing my job alright?"

"Job??" You spoke baffled, "Someone is paying you?"

He didn't write anything down. He just looked at you and waited. You both stood there for a good 30 minutes due to your willpower and stubbornness. Eventually, you just sat down on the bathroom tile. He joined you, sitting against the door frame.

You smiled finding the situation funny, "Are you going to kill me?"

You looked at the notepad.

"No"

"Have you ever killed someone?"

"That's a very personal question"

You heard him laugh, which you could only assume he did because of the expression you made.

"Do you know my name?" you questioned turning to him. You could see it was getting night out through the bathroom window.

"Yes"

You didn't know why he was answering your questions so smoothly. You opened your mouth to ask another question but stopped when you heard his pencil.

"If I answer your questions, will you go back downstairs?"

"I don't want to"

"I don't want to answer your questions"

"Okay" you told him monotoned, "What's your name?"

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