12 noon.
A groggy Penn Vincent woke up.
Opening his eyes, he saw someone sitting nearby, legs crossed, leisurely smoking a cigarette.
"You... who are you? Where... where am I?"
At the moment, Penn Vincent was still somewhat dazed.
The person sitting there smiled slightly and said, "Mr. Vincent, you're awake. Let me introduce myself, I'm Dirk Carter."
"Oh, Director Carter."
Penn responded.
Suddenly, he jolted.
He asked, "Where am I? What happened to me?"
Saying this, he tried to struggle up from the bed.
Only then did he realize that he couldn't move his body at all. Looking up, he saw both his hands were tied, hanging by ropes at the headboard.
The feeling was the same with his feet.
Both feet were also bound in ropes, hanging at the foot of the bed.
At this moment, he was completely naked, spread-eagle, fixed to a large bed.
"Dirk Carter, what are you doing?"
Realizing something was wrong, Penn shouted loudly.
He twisted his body desperately.
Trying to break free.
