You wake up, dizzy and your entire body sore. You remember Kafka giving you a drink before fainting not to long after, 'Had she drugged me?' You thought to yourself, not yet noticing the chair you were tied on or the woman walking up to you. You wouldn't see it past her to drug you,

Suddenly, your thoughts are cut off as a gloved hand reaches under your chin, pulling to look up at the young woman before you. As you snap your eyes open, you realize that woman is Kafka