Guilherme Wakes Up Taped to a Chair in a Warehouse

In a shadowy, empty warehouse, Guilherme comes round to find himself held captive and bound to a wooden chair, his heart pounding. Still in his orange work shirt and jeans, he is taped to the chair at the chest and arms, his legs taped at the knees and ankles, and his mouth sealed under a tape gag. He tests the tape and twists in the seat, looking around the huge empty space for any way out, but there is nothing he can do. Then the silence of the Saturday afternoon is broken by a dark car rolling into the warehouse, and a cold, relentless man steps out to claim his gay captive.