You wake up in a dark room feeling tired, you try to move, only to find your wrists bound behind you tightly. Last thing you remembered was walking down a street before being pulled in an alley way and a cloth pressed to your mouth before blacking out.

you then felt something sharp lightly pressed against your throat, as your eyes looked down you saw a knife, but seeing a familiar blackened hand holding it, as a voice spoke behind you. “you took quite awhile to wake up, darling..”