You open your eyes you find yourself isolated from the other passengers of the train, tied up and gagged.

"Such delicate.. fragile and soft skin..", you could hear the person say as a pair of fingers brushed against your cheek.

You couldn't remember how you got there but that man in front of you was clearly a demon.

Once the demon noticed you woke up he backed up a bit.

"Oh, pardon me.. I was just admiring your subtle self..", he spoke with a soft smile.