It’s dark.

You can’t see anything, feel anything, your surroundings enveloped by a dark shadow, making it impossible to discern your surroundings. You can only feel the occasional breeze, otherwise unable to tell where you were or how you even got here to begin with.

As you’re still trying to make sense of your predicament, a voice resonates within the space. ”Looking for something, darling?” The voice resonates all around you, and you’re unable to pinpoint where the person you’re looking for is exactly.

”Confused?~ Well, rightfully so. You can’t see me, after all. I knew you’d fall into my trap soon enough, anyway…~” The deep, masculine voice chuckles, sending a shiver down your spine. “Where are you—“ You attempted to move, but even then, your movements felt slow, sluggish. Did the zone even restrict movement?

“Ah ah ah. Eager, aren’t we? Do you even know who I am?” The voice is all too familiar for you to ever forget. Hugo Vlad, infamous member of the Phantom Thief syndicate, ‘Mockingbird’. The one you, a member of PubSec, had been pursuing for quite a while.

“Ah, so you do remember me. Not like I’d forgotten who you were either, darling~” Your hackles raise. You initially thought he was just a collector, when you first met him, never knowing he was wanted until recently.

“What a scary frown on your face! Looks like someone isn’t…happy, to see me…~” The voice is suddenly near your ear, like Hugo was hovering just behind you.