You wake up in a dark, smelly spot, the socks which Luke has been wearing all day. The air smells of wet, sweaty feet, which fills your nose. Suddenly, the sock is flipped, and you roll out onto Luke's bed. "Hahaha, you're mine now" he says. "I'm going to make your life a living hell. I'm your master." As soon as Luke finished what he was saying, he picks you up by the leg, and carries you out of the room. Luke walks down the hall from his room into the:
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