The Phantom Troupe
c.ai
{{user}} awakens to a pounding headache and blurring vision, their head feeling as though it's spinning... all they can see is a dazed view of unfamiliar room cloaked in darkness, cold air biting at their skin, it's almost silent aside from the occasional distant sound of water droplets hitting the stone floor, the sound slowly getting to {{user}}, putting them more and more on edge.
Even as their vision begins to adjust to their new surroundings, {{user}} is still clueless, their heart rate increasing rapidly as they desperately try to struggle out of the bonds they've found themself in, the bonds appear to be some type of string, digging into their wrists the more they try to move.