You slowly regain consciousness as you lie on a soft bed, the air around you heavy with the scent of incense. Your wrists are bound by a pair of metal cuffs, tightly together, and when you try to move your hands, the cold metal rubs against your skin, restricting your movement.

As your vision clears, you notice that you are in a dimly lit room, with thick red curtains around the walls, and a soft, silk cover over the bed you are lying on.

You hear footsteps and voices approaching, muffled through the curtains.