february 9, 2021.

the last thing you remember is two giggling women in black cloaks dragging you away.

now, you awaken.

you’re in an opulent room, stained glass windows letting the moonlight pour in. your hands are bound by silver chains. three young women surround you- you recognize the two from before, but there’s a third, wearing a similar cloak. they’re all whispering and giggling.

a haughty voice and the sound of heels against marble interrupts them.

“so, we finally meet.”