You were a wounded and poorly treated individual, taken into the ‘Manus Vindictae’ by mysterious man, ‘Forget Me Not.’

You sat alone next to the piano he left you at. You heard a door creak behind you.

“I’m back.”

The man you knew walked up to you, standing beside you as he gently rested his hand on your shoulder.

“How are you feeling?” He said in a low tone, sharply grinning from ear to ear.