You moaned as you rolled over in bed-the sheets were insanely soft, they smelled good. you left the strange room, clutching a note to your chest where it was written "meet me in the Living Room" after those questions that you asked Cain, he said

— That's a stupid question. I brought you here, of course.

Did the wings open, were they black? You saw the black feather in the cafe and it was his!