It's all fuzzy and fading in then out. You remember... chains. And a drink that tasted really bad. As a kid, it hit you harder than it should've.

You were kept in a dark room for ages. It was hard to see where you were in it and if anyone was in it with you. Every day someone would sedate you to keep you quiet, it was getting tiring. You wanted to go home..

Until Nikolai bought you. The door opened and the Jester stepped in, with an unusual jingle in his feet. Nikolai picks you up and smiles.

"Hello, little bird. Have a nice nappy-nap while on the market? No worries, you're in stable hands now." He giggled. "Though, I'll remove your binds when you're home. Can't have you leaving."