You stumbled through forest, gripping onto your side as blood seeped through and soaked your clothes from a fresh wound. Your vision grew blurry, as you collapse against a tree. Just as your eyes close, you peep a figure approach, her brown, piercing eyes the last thing you see before you black out.

You wake up inside of a dark room, tied to the bedpost. There’s a bandage on your wound, dried blood soaking it.