（LMAO GET READO TO BE CONFUSED）
I awoke, still laying on Zara's lap, 'I probably wasn't out for too long.'
She was petting my head, most likely trying to keep me calm for when I woke up.
I felt groggy as I lifted myself off of Karl's lap, "How long was I out for?"
"Not too long, maybe an hour tops," Zara answered me.
I wiped my eyes and looked around, the masked man sat at the desk writing down something.
"So, where are we?" I was in a questioning mood.
The masked man was quick and aggressive, "My room."
"So...What's with the mask?" I asked.
Zara spoke before the masked man could answer, quickly changing the subject, "Well, Wrath, aren't you hungry...Do you want something to eat?"
I shrugged off his odd behavior and answered Zara, "A little bit..."
Zara hopped off the bed and tugged me by my hand, pulling me off the bed and onto my feet.
"Let's get you something to eat then." She said with a smile.
She guided me to the door and right before we left, the masked man spoke up, "Zara..."
"I know, I know." Zara ushered back.
Zara opened the door and we traveled down a hall, then down a flight of stairs. We walked into a kitchen and Zara had me sit at the table, while he went over to a pantry and pulled out some things.
She started to make the food, while I had the weirdest feeling like I've been here before. It was odd, I hadn't even seen this place before yet it all felt familiar to me. Zara cooked throughout our awkward silence.
Zara made some pancakes and plated them and filled a glass with water.
Zara placed the plate and glass in front of me, "Here's something to tie you over, for now, Wrath."
I thanked Zara and started to eat. Zara sat in the seat next to me and tried to start a conversation.
"So...do you know where we are?" She asked.
I finished chewing and answered, "I mean...it all feels familiar to me like I've been in this room before."
"That's good, at least you know you've been here before,"Zara reassured me.
I looked at my wrists, "So, what did I do to...well die or nearly die?"
"Well, you..." Zara paused. "Ya'know what no...you don't need to know that."
Zara's reaction said it all, he was uncomfortable with the subject and didn't want to talk about it.
Just then, a new face walked into the room.
A girl with raven hair,wearing a long-sleeve black undershirt, and a white one over it, with a flame decal on it. She also wore black pants with two white stripes down the side of each leg.
Zara gave a glance to the ravenett and so did the ravenett.
The ravenett then spoke to me, "So,you were Faust's lab rat?"
I tilted my head slightly, "Y-Yeah."
"So then, a pleasure to meet you, do you know who i am?" The ravenett fired back a question.
"Sorry, I don't know," I replied.
"Then I guess I have to reintroduce myself to you." She paused a bit. "I'm Ren,Loren, a friend of Zara."
Her words were filled with bitterness, but I didn't want to judge her based on one experience, so I thought nothing of it.
***
After I finished my food, Zara moved me into a living room.
Zara was pointed to the TV, "Do you wanna watch something?"
"Yes" Was all I could respond with, as felt conditioned to respond with something.
We sat on opposite sides of the sofa and he put on a movie. I felt extremely uncomfortable in this room, as the feeling of being watched was ever-present.
Once we were halfway through the movie, the masked man walked in.
"Hey Wrathie, come with me for a bit." He requested.
I stood and walked over to him, "Okay."
"Good boy." He pet my head for a bit. I felt my face grow a small blush, 'Why do I like his praise, did I like it before?'
He took me upstairs, down the hall, and into a decrepit room. Although, I felt as if I'd been in here before.
"Stay here for a moment, I'll be back." He opened the door and left quickly.
I sat on the twin-size bed, with floral blankets, thinking about the room and its awful feeling it contained. I stared at the vintage clock on the nightstand, 12:46 pm.
Not long after he left, he'd returned, with one hand in his hoodie's pocket.
"I gonna need you to cooperate with me, ok Wrathie." He said.
I was unsure, "A-Alright."
He came over to me and touched me with his warm hand, lifting my head and stroked my cheek.
"Wrathie, don't move or this will hurt." He slowly removed his hand from his hoodie's pouch. "Eyes up here, Wrathie." He instructed me calmly.
As instructed, I kept my eyes on his mask, as I felt his other hand move up the sleeve of my shirt slightly. I looked at his mask more closely, observing all the scratches and small nicks in it.
Once he finished rolling up my sleeve, I flinched at the feeling of a cold prick on my shoulder. I went to look but was immediately pulled back to face the masked man.
"No looking, Wrathie." He left a moment of silence in between his words. "Be a good boy and you'll get a reward for this."
'What kind of reward?' I eyed the mask he wore and soon he pet my head.
He put whatever he used back into his pouch quickly, so I didn't see what it was, "Good boy, Wrathie. You did so well for me."
He sat on the bed next to me, grabbing my head, and moved me slowly, so I was laying on his lap. He rubbed my head and I have to admit it felt quite nice, I felt touch starved but couldn't tell why.
"Rest, Wrathie." He soothed me.
He spoke in a lower tone of voice, "Your reward for being such a good boy, Wrathie." He paused for a bit. "My name is Faust, Wrathie, and this time don't forget about me."
"Faust..." I repeated.
"I'll be at your side, now rest." He assured me.
His soothing voice and rubbing of my head got me to give in to my tiredness. I soon drifted to sleep calmly, on Faust's lap.
