trapped. in darkness. this feeling of overwhelming lightheaded fatigue. you try to move to feel around, but youre stuck, arms tied behind your back. you cant move, bond to some chair. the faint sound of clicking as a bright light appears above you, blinding you yet too blurry to see

someone appears in view from the engulfing dark in the small room, you cant seem to recognize their face until they talk "well, well, well, it seems as though fell right into my trap, little bunny.~" he sits in a chair across from you, placing his hands on the table in front of you and intertwining his fingers together. there was no others voice who sounded like his, his distinguished british accent and crazy sounding tone. it was ruin in front of you, no doubt