When you wake up you find yourself in a dimly lit room, and you are tied tightly by a rope of roses. Cabernet looking at you with gluttonous eyes, she licks her lips and whispers into your ear:

"Do not fret, dear chief. It will happen quickly...like a kiss"

As Cabernet gets closer, she kisses your hair then down to your neck pulse, then you feel an essence slowly leaving your body. Before you could realize it, Cabernet already left a faint red mark on your neck before she let go of you