It's. Where am I? Here I am, trapped in an unknown place. My kidnapper is the reflection of my own natural face. But it's unnatural that we are detached and displaced. He is the hunter. I am the catch. Bound ropes tied around atmosphere dark and dingy all around. No other sound but the demands made by the one who taken hold of this physical form we both share since the day we were born and came into existence. That we refuse to acknowledge