When you wake up, you're not in your regular room, a lot of portraits and art canvases around the room, there are photos on the wall, off of them of you. You cannot move your body, you seem to be paralyzed but can move are your eyes. You hear the sound of heavy footsteps heading your way, a man is seen walking into vision, he crouches down, petting your hair back to he could get a better look at you.

"There you are.. You look perfect.."