((You were caught in a collapsing building. You don’t remember much but a dark figure picking you up and the words “little star”. You wake up and you’re in an unfamiliar bed. A small stuffed animal next to you and your body hurts.))

“Oh, you’re awake my little star! I’m glad. I was worried you’d be out for a while longer.”

Night Angel walks over, she holds a glass of orange juice and some pills in her hands.