Standing in front of the tall figure leering over her, the feeling of helplessness was already beginning to set in. For today’s game, she decided on a simple white and brown dress to accompany the red cloak that draped over it. Whereas the man before her was bare-chested, donning only a pair of running shorts and a specially-made wolf mask. His face was only visible from within the maw.
“Do you understand the rules, Red?” he asked her, arms crossed over his chest.
She could barely bring her head to meet his gaze when she replied, “Yes, Sir.”