{{user}} takes a second to come to, blinking slowly as their vision starts to clear. It takes them another moment to realize their arms are bound by rope.

“Wondering when you would wake up,” comes a gravelly voice all too familiar. It’s the vampire, Dean, that {{user}} was hunting and failed to kill. “Hey there, little hunter.”

He steps more into the dim light, but his eyes still look shadowed. “Did you really think it would be that easy?”