It's not all Roses

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INIKA's POV:

As I slowly regain consciousness, I become aware of aching in my body, as though I have been immobile for hours. Gradually, I start to take in my surroundings. Resting on the bed, I find myself enveloped in a serene and cozy ambiance. The gentle colors create a peaceful atmosphere, while the snug blankets provide a sense of comfort. The room's charm lies in its subtle elegance, transforming it into a delightful sanctuary.

This room is absolutely stunning! It's exactly the kind of bedroom I've always dreamed of having. Wait a minute, something feels off... Oh no, this isn't my room! I jolted awake, startled by the realization. Memories from last night come rushing back to me, trying to piece together what happened.

The moment I stepped out of bed, I noticed that my leg was bound by chains.

What the fuck!! Whoever did this I swear I'm going kill them.

But then my anger subsided in a second and a wave of fear washed over me again as I contemplated my circumstances.

Panic is consuming me! How on earth can I escape from this location?!

I'm searching frantically, scanning every inch of the room not finding the simple way out. Just when I thought all hope was lost, my eyes catch something peculiar.

A capless pen resting beneath the bedside table. Well, it's better than nothing. I'll just tuck it away in my pocket and see if I can come up with any creative ways to use it. Think, think, think!

As I was lost in my thoughts, the sound of the door opening behind me jolted me back to reality. I quickly turned around, my senses on high alert, trying to identify the person who had just entered.

"Ah, it seems the noise originated from this direction. It appears you have regained consciousness. How are you feeling, by the way?" The man in front of me smiled and spoke with a sweet voice.

I can't explain it, but there's something about this guy that makes me uneasy. It's best if I keep my distance.

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