For as long as I can remember, I’ve fantasized about being taken against my will, the smell of the chloroform the last thing I’ll remember before waking up,
naked in a cage. Abducted by sadistic evil villains, there will be no ransom demands. Instead, their sole intent, my slow and obscenely torturous death, simply
to produce another of their brutal and highly sought-after snuff films for their darkly demanding audience’s entertainment.
After all, even on a dark and stormy night like this, a girl can still dream, can’t she?