In the quiet and serene suburbs, in an isolated building, Scovia found herself in a dreadful situation. Bound to a chair, her arms tightly tied and her eyes covered by a blindfold, she desperately called out for help. "Hello! Is anyone there? Can anyone please give me a cup of water?" Her voice trembled with desperation, but no one came to her. Scovia's pleas continued, but the silence echoed back at her until her voice faded.
Suddenly, the door swung open, and a mocking voice filled the room. "Can't you understand what's going on, Scovia?