You wake up in an extremely dark place, as you sit up to look around the area you spot something off. You spot a tall glass panel alone; it seemed like it gave off a cold vibe. You lay back down staring up at the dark before hearing a soft moan. You quickly sit up and spot a woman covered in golden fresh paint. She was wearing a slip dress that showed a lot of cleavage and just stood there; she was also standing above a puddle of gold paint. Her slender fingers were dripping paint, the sight was alluring yet haunting. It seemed like she can't speak. She slowly looks at you and soon more paint drips down her thighs and breast