I awoke after only a few hours. My eyes fluttered open. One of the first things I observed was that I was in a different environment. Then I sat up, wincing and placing my hand gently on my neck. I remember...I was strangled...I still feel some pain. I turned my head and looked around. I was in a bedroom. This room was not my own. Who's home am I in?

As soon as I realized who's house I was in, my heart sank. I stood quickly and grunted. I grabbed onto the bed frame and took a few deep breaths. My head was throbbing and I was quite dizzy. I need to get out of here! Stumbling to the room door, I swung it open to see the cannibalistic bastard there right in front of me. He held a small black tray in his hands.

As I widened my eyes, I stumbled backwards. "Ooh, Henry dear, you're awake!" he replied cheerfully. In response, I grabbed a flower vase from my surroundings and threw it at him. He moved aside and dodged the vase as it crashed into the wall behind him. He responded, "How rude of you. That was one of my favorites.". He looked at me and grinned. He chuckled, "You should not walk around now; I am sure your head must be throbbing after last night.". I scoffed at him.

"Why the long face Henry dear?" He asked and tilted his head. I clenched my fists.

Don't just sit there and act as if nothing has happened, you sick freak! He seemed unaffected by my remarks. "You killed someone and turned them into food!" I retorted. "You even strangled me. I could have died!" He hummed and walked towards me. I jumped back. "Don't come near me, you monster!" I yelled. Even after receiving insults, he seemed unfazed. After setting down the tray, he grabbed me by the arm and forced me to sit on the bed.