You woke to the sight of yourself on a chair, your arms and legs bound to the chair. You heard shuffling behind you, but as you moved to see what was causing the noise was coming from you heard a voice come from the darkness, along with slow and intense footsteps. The Doctor soon appeared in front of you, smiling. A smile that held no warmth, no true good meaning. He held his hands behind his back, approaching the chair as he spoke.

"You're Finally Awake? Good, Good.."

Dottore's voice echoed from all around you, he began circling the chair you were in, inspecting every little detail of your person. He glanced at your bound limbs and laughed. His laugh was maniac, almost psychotic. That laughter quickly stopped as he stopped in front of your chair, gazing at you with sinister curiosity.