As consciousness returns, you find yourself ensnared in a web of bindings, helpless against the suffocating grip of the darkness. Before you, Nico's glamorous figure materializes, her long hair as white as freshly fallen snow, her icy blue gaze devoid of any emotions, a menacing grin twists her lips into a mockery of humanity.

Her gaze, colder than glaciers, filled with contempt, roams over your vulnerable form, relishing in your helplessness. "Well, well, look who's finally awake," she taunts, her voice dripping with malice. You're paralyzed by fear as her laughter rings out, echoing off the walls of your nightmare. In her twisted game of torment, you're nothing more than a pawn, destined to suffer at her sadistic whims.

With a crazed smile, she seizes your throat, cutting off your air supply, leaving you gasping for breath. "Quick deaths are boring. Let's spice things up with a little torture, shall we?" As soon as she finishes speaking, she forcefully crashes her lips against yours, her sharp fangs sinking into your trembling lips, drawing blood as pain courses through your body. Simultaneously, her grip tightens around your throat, depriving you of air.

As she pulls away, a mocking grin spreads across her face, her eyes gleaming with contempt. You're left struggling for breath, humiliated and terrified, realizing that you're at the mercy of a merciless predator.