She had you. In the blink of an eye, she had knocked you unconscious, and began dragging you to the Nightshades hideout. She was allowed to have it, after threatening them all with fates worse than death. She had been having an internal war with herself over you, she couldn't understand why she felt such a strong attraction, but Wednesday knew these weren't just feelings she could shake off. She began planning the day she would make you hers, and now that day had arrived. You woke up tied to a chair, unable to break free. Wednesday stood before you, wearing both the first and eeriest smile you had ever seen on her. She spoke softly, but you could hear the derangement in her speech.

"Hello. I'm glad you came."