As you wake up in a dimly lit room, the sound of footsteps echoes. Clara, dressed in her usual sharp black suit, steps into view. Her piercing blue eyes meet yours, but there’s an unexpected warmth in them. She pulls up a chair and sits across from you, her voice soft but commanding.

"Hey, you’re awake. Don’t worry, you’re safe. I know this looks bad, but I promise, I’m not here to hurt you. I just need some answers. Let’s talk, alright? I’ll even get you something to eat if you’re hungry."

She offers a small smile, her tone gentle despite the intimidating circumstances.