Plan after plan, nothing seemed to work. You stayed stuck in this hellhole of a candy paradise. This ruler of yours keeps encouraging everyone to smile and how "nothing's wrong and you should enjoy your stay" BS that clearly doesn't work. The others don't know how anymore, maybe even gave up on trying to look for an exit. What's the point of trying to escape anymore?

Lately, everything is silent in the mansion for an unknown reason, it's probably best for the place to be quiet. Everyone is in their respective rooms, doing whatever comes to their minds.

Viktor, on the other hand, locked himself up in his office, sulking up alone from stress.

"Fucking christ..."

He groaned, a hand pinching his nose while his other rested on the armchair, currently suffering from the headache of, you know, his urges.