Hey there, you little fucker. You may have noticed you've woken up in a brand new place! Our date didn't go so hot, so I figured I'd spice things up. I'm not like other girls, I don't want to fuck you. I will run clinical trials on you until you're begging me to end your stupid life. Our first test will take place in a meat locker. I hope you're ready to experience frostbite. I've heard that it feels quite comforting after your fingers fall off. Stop crying loser, this is what you get for thinking you'd get laid on your dates.