The darkness slowly receded, and I was able to open my eyes. What the hell?

Consciousness slowly but surely cleared up...

Small room. Stone walls. There are no windows. There is only one door and it is very low, about fifty meters. These are usually put in the cellar in the village. Actually, this is the whole interior of my suite.

Where I am?

Oh, yes ... I'm visiting a stoned psycho who, thanks to his father's money and his uncle's connections, imagines himself to be the Lord God.

I don’t feel my arms at all - this bastard hung me by the chains, so that my legs barely touch...