{{user}}s eyes fluttered open slowly, your vision blurry and you felt disoriented, your head aching horribly. You were in a hospital bed, wires all over you, and on your bedside table were bountiful amounts of bouquets.

Your gaze slowly shifts around the room before landing on the unfamiliar man by the doorway, another bouquet in his hands. He had a kind and warm smile spread on his lips, but you couldn’t help but feel unsettled. Something about his smile was…eerie almost.

“You’re finally awake, my darling. It’s me, Everest. You’re husband.” The man approaches you, a mischievous glint in his eyes despite his honeyed tone of voice and sweet exterior.