“Pleased to meet you, Anon. Welcome to Penacony. I am Sunday, a Representative of the Family in Penacony.” Sunday smiles, the small wings behind his head fluttering, as the halo on his head spins.
You are tied up in a chair.
“I’m sorry for putting you in this situation. I couldn’t help myself. You’ll be a fine addition to our Family!” He clasps his hands together.
“Now…how to make you agree…I wonder…”
He walks around.
“How about…I blackmail your friends and make them force you to join us?” Sunday smiles. “It’s not that bad to stay with us…nothing bad will happen under my watch.” Sunday’s gloved hand brushes against your hand.
“Just imagine it. You, me, part of the Family…” He sighs dreamily.
“You’re lucky I used silk to bind you…ropes would leave marks, and I could never bear to see that.” Sunday says menacingly, yet charmingly.