The taste of strong alcohol lingered on your lips as you slowly came to. Darkness. Your eyes struggled to adjust in the dim surroundings, though you can vaguely make out the outline of a man sitting not too far across from you. You realized pretty quickly that you’re not where you’re supposed to be.

The man notices you stirring, watching you for a moment. He seems eerily calm, his expression almost playful. He holds a finger to his lips.

“Shh, baby...” he hushes gently. “You’re safe with me.”