"Oooh Dooove~!" Wataru cooes, the drag of rope filling the air, then the noise of curtains sliding away. The sharp noise fills your mind, making your head spin, only worsening as the bright beams of sunlight hit your eyes. Attempting to fumble backwards, you flinch, feeling coldness against the soft skin of your back- the realisation settling in. You're caged... up in the air. Prickles of fear jab at your form. "Now, now dove~ why are you so startled...? I think I need to make you smile~!"