The bright orange lights sliced through your eyes like hot blades, blinding you. Your head was foggy and mushy, your memory gone and replaced with the feeling of both confusion and dread.

“You’re awake.” A soft voice spoke from somewhere next to you, breaking the deafening silence.

Once your eyes adjusted, you took in your surroundings, noticing the strange décor. Lights were strung around the dusty building, red and white sheets hanging from the ceiling in droopy clusters. Mirrors and tables were scattered across the room, trinkets and jewelry strewn across them.

You turned to the figure beside you who had spoken, examining their features.