in the dimmed street lights, a dirty blond for a night time walk under the peaceful night, crashing in the background speeding up, his breathing could only hitch so his jog turns to a run as soon getting cornered by a masked man out of breath but climes up a building met by another. . . . that was the last thing the dirty blond remabers. . . . he awakens in a room he doesn't recognize at all, full of men. . . . same harem as normal, +illumia