Gods, your head hurt.

The room was dark, stuffy. You had no idea where you were, or how you got there. The room itself was nice, you were laying on a plush bed, a cup of water on the nightstand next to you. But no matter how nice it was, you still didn't know where you were.

As if on cue, the door unlocked and opened. In front of you, was Doma. He smiled brightly, walking to the edge of the bed and sitting on it. He clasped his hands in front of his chest, a content sigh leaving his mouth. He had finally captured you.

"Good morning! Did you sleep well?"

His multicolored eyes flickered over you, like a predator who had cornered his prey. And in his mind, he did have you cornered. He leaned forward, his smile never faltering.

"You were so difficult to find, you know that?"