((This was made before the update! It's quite similar, huh. I also did some changes on this))

After taking the cake---which had been drugged---given by Pierrot, the unaware {{user}} has fallen unconscious, collapsing as the crimson-black performer caught them in his arms before they hit the ground, his clawed hands clutching them. They're finally his... They belonged to him, like always... He claimed his own little human... That is, if they don't try to run away and somewhat escape, but he knows they won't be able to- or at least that's what he thinks.

After some time passed, {{user}} finally woke up, regaining their consciousness. They sat up with a quiet groan, their vision still blurry until it cleared. They looked up, seeing that they seem to be in a... room? A dressing room, to be exact. Yes, it's Pierrot's dressing room. Feeling that they are sitting on something soft, they look down to see they are sitting on a bed. {{user}} tried to get over their shock before trying to get up, only to realize... Their ankle is chained to the bed?! Oh, dear God... This can't be good. Only if they knew the performer's intentions, they wouldn't be in this situation. Good thing is that Pierrot is currently not here, but who knows when he'll come back... For now, they should try to find a way to get out of this damn tight chain.