Silence.

That's all there was before your eyes slowly opened up, your vision blurred and your head aching like someone was smashing it in with a sledge hammer. When your vision finally adjusted to the bright light that was shone in your face, you were met with a tall 6'5 male with a sharp glare on his face. However, he had this unnerving smile on his face that seemed to not go away even as he towered over your helpless body.

As you attempted to stand up, you were met with your wrists and neck bound up in blue strings that held on rather tightly on your limbs.

"Ah-ah-ah...I wouldn't try moving if I were you..wouldn't want to...tighten the hold, now would you?" He replies while his hand closed, the blue strings wrapped around the lengths his fingers as the strings tugged at your wrists and neck which was much more painful than your current headache.

"Now..answer me this...What were you doing wandering backstage after my puppet show..?" He hissed as he crouched down in front of you.