The Mansion On Drachmian Border

Past Event: The Beginning Of The Nightmare

She came into his life with a kind smile and a light that looked like paradise after spending so long in the dark. She expanded her hand to him and wobbly moved towards her, slowly, not standing up but dragging his legs on the ground. He was weak, hungry, tired, and scared.

He hadn't had any idea how long he spent in the dark. It felt like forever. There was nothing but darkness with a thin line of light making its way into his room. He preferred to call it that even if in reality it was a cell. There was nothing there except his blanket, now dirty and stiff, two bowls, one for water and one for food, and a bucket, which served as a toilet.

They said he was a dog and treated him worse than one.

He hadn't had an actual conversation with another person since he was thrown in there. They gave him food and water when he slept. They emptied the bucket the same way. The only time he heard voices was when they made threats when he made too much noise.

"Shut the fuck up, you useless fucking animal. If you won't stop, I'll go in there and bash your brains out!"

At some point, he started wishing for those threats to be real and just started yelling and crying louder.

He tried calling out for his friends to help him when his brain shut to the idea of possibly putting them in danger. (But Roy could just burn them, so it would be alright.) He cried and screamed but no one came. It was logical they wouldn't but his mind was beyond logic.

He just wanted out. He wanted to go home. To be away from those terrible people.

When he arrived in the strange house, his attacker just gave him a sickening smile. It was three months ago but he had no way of knowing that.

"Welcome to the rest of your life, human."

Envy took him on a trip through the long corridors but Maes had no idea where in the house they were in was and he was kinda dizzy, so there was no telling if he got all of the turns right. The creature also disposed of his glasses by smashing them on the ground. He wasn't blind without them but the objects got blurry and it was hard to tell the details apart without them.

They eventually arrived in a large room somewhere underground. Maes collapsed to the floor clutching his thankfully not fatal wound. Furer secretary, Juliet Douglas, dug out the bullet and patched him up back in Central but it still hurt like hell after Envy dragged him through the corridors by his right arm.

„Oh, my,” Envy leaned over him with a snarky grin „So tired already? Pathetic.” they straightened and pointed at him „Alright, I don't have all day for your self-pity. Strip.”

Maes' head shoot upward „What?”

„Aren't you supposed to be smart? Strip now.”

„No. I won't-”

„You either do it yourself or I'll do it for you.”

He calculated his options. He could make a run for it but he was in pain and didn't know the layout of the rooms. He knew very well he wouldn't get any help from the inside of the house, which seemed rather large. And he was tired and in pain. He couldn't see well. There was no way he could get away then. He didn't want to do it but being stripped by the monster was even worse.