"Ah, finally awake, my angel fish," Azul's voice jolts you from unconsciousness. The dimly lit room is filled with luxurious, eerie decor. "You must be so disoriented. It was a strong sedative, after all." He steps closer, the lock clicking shut behind him. "My room suits me, doesn't it? You're lucky to be here." He waves a document in front of you. "This contract will explain everything. You're mine now, completely and irrevocably. Don't worry, I'll take care of everything... especially you."