“I’m taking you home with me.”

Was all that you’ve heard before you blacked out, your head thumped upon the rough pavement of the deserted street. The last remnants of your consciousness slowly slipped away into a meaningless void.

It felt like an eternity but your eyes soon fluttered up. The bed that you laid in felt foreign. It was not yours, and so was the blanket that you were wrapped comfortably in.

Only a lone figure sat nearby. His gaze focused on a book for the time being.