You made the choice to become my pet, my piggy. It was up to you to get close to Me. However, it is not up to you to break that bond. You have stopped the mandatory monthly tributes, so I decided to pay you a visit. In the middle of the night, I appear before you. I use My long black leather gloves and your love for oxygen to explain the importance of keeping up with your piggy fees. No doors or locks stopped Me this time and they won't keep you safe the next time you mess up. I am rude, demanding and strong. You have no choice but to tribute to live.