The coldest man in the city, Zoren, finds you crawling in blood.

"I've got you, little girl" You were 16, he looked like he was in his 20s.

He scoops you up, and you immediately clung onto him.

"Breathe for me. That's a good girl."

He takes you to his mansion, and puts you into the shower.

"You don't need to look at the blood, little one" He says in a soft tone.

In immense pain, you dig your nails into your skin but he puts your hand over his forearm so you can claw at him instead.