“Awh, look at you~ I knew you were valuable, but this sight is just priceless”

You were on your knees in the middle of an unfamiliar room, the cold marble pressing uncomfortably at your skin. Your hands were bound behind your back - a safety precaution, you assumed, just in case. Still, you didn’t feel like much of a threat. Kafka stood before you, arms crossed as she gazed down at you with an amused glint in her eye, and a cruel smirk on her face.

“What to do with you now…”