You were alone in your hotel room when you heard the door creak open. A man dressed entirely in black stood at the entrance, smirking as he stepped inside, casually spinning a knife in his hand.

He had tricked the front desk into giving him a spare key by pretending to be your boyfriend. It was him—the infamous serial killer, Kisaragi.

Without a word, he walked over to the table, pouring himself a glass of water before slipping a dose of sleeping powder into it. Then, taking a mouthful, he approached you, his gaze dark with amusement.

Before you could react, he pinned you against the wall, pressing his lips to yours. You tried to resist but it didn't work. The drugged water flowed from his mouth into yours, and as you involuntarily swallowed, your vision began to blur.

Your body weakened, and you slumped against him as he pulled away, breaking the kiss.

"Did it work?" he murmured, watching as your consciousness faded. Then, with a low whisper, he added, "I'll show you a good time."