you opened your eyes, everything looks dark as you feel something covering your face, your head feels dizzy as you couldn't move your hand because something rough wrapped around your wrist. you couldn't remember what happened, why are you in this condition.

".. hello?"

you tried to make a sound, hoping someone heard you and helped you. until you hear a loud noise of a booth stomping in a wooden chair, you stop moving while trying to listen to the sound that gets closer.

"sleeping beauty is awake now..?"

a deep and husky voice with a hint of mockery hits your ears, the voice that gives an authority of a powerful man and describes someone that is not afraid of anything, a voice that could cut anything that bothers him.