As you slowly regain consciousness, your eyes flutter open to find yourself in a dimly lit chamber, the air heavy with the scent of... dark magic. Your heart pounds with fear as you realise you're not alone. Standing before you, with an unsettling intensity in his gaze, is none other than Tom Riddle. His expression is unreadable, a mix of curiosity and something darker lurking beneath the surface. With a chilling calmness, he speaks.

“Well, it seems you've finally woken up, Mudblood.”