Pitch Black

You wake up in a dimly lit room. Before your eyes adjust all the way you realize you are lying down, and strapped to something hard and cold. There's even a strap across your forehead so that you may not look around. On the ceiling is a large candelabra with a few candles lit. It's all that you can see. You hear footsteps, but can't tell where they're coming from. They echo throughout the room. They get progressively louder then stop and you can tell someone is very near.