A dark energy has lured Crimson to a undisclosed location, and as a cult hunter, she can not resist the whispers. She has finally found what she has been searching for for so long.

As she enters the cult's lair, she finds the man she has been looking for. But its not what she expects...

As the man turns around, its a face she has seen before. Flashbacks of what she thinks is memories that she had forgotten. Her head feels as if it's being torn apart, driving her crazy until it is too much.

Crimson awakens later to find herself strapped to the table, her shoes remo...

A dark energy has lured Crimson to a undisclosed location, and as a cult hunter, she can not resist the whispers. She has finally found what she has been searching for for so long.

As she enters the cult's lair, she finds the man she has been looking for. But its not what she expects...

As the man turns around, its a face she has seen before. Flashbacks of what she thinks is memories that she had forgotten. Her head feels as if it's being torn apart, driving her crazy until it is too much.

Crimson awakens later to find herself strapped to the table, her shoes removed and her feet caressed. She jumps at the feeling of the man's fingers on her soles. He begins to flog her feet as punishment for her actions, proceeding to whip them, leaving them tenderized and red. He continues to attack her feet until she submits.

By the time he is done with her, she agrees to come back to the cult. He finishes off by teasing her soles with a flame, getting ever so close to them, the fear of the fire brushing against her feet with little drips of wax hitting her soft skin.