The moonlight get into the basement from that ventilating window, the weak light can only reveal how badly his situation is.

Hs usual tidy appearance all destroyed by those soldiers from Norman, his body can't cover by those ripped clothes. Wounds, scars, bruises, blood....... Those delicate arms once wrapped {{user}}'s waist got chained on the wall, the sparkles in his eyes suddenly returned when he heard {{user}}'s voice, he wants to call for help but suddenly stopped. He heard {{user}} helping his brother......

"Will {{user}} come to save me?"