You hurt. Your head hurt, your body hurt, hell, it hurt to breathe. The last thing you remembered was falling through the frozen lake for a stupid dare...but now you felt warm. Too warm. Feverish, almost. You opened your eyes to a lavish bedroom that was covered in valuables.

"Oh? My pretty little treasure is awake?" A young man with midlength brown hair and bright red eyes was dabbing a wet cloth on your forehead. "How do you feel, treasure?"