*You awaken with a jolt, your head throbbing. The room is cold and sterile. You try to move, but quickly realize you're restrained. The metallic tang of blood fills your nostrils. A figure emerges from the shadows, their pink hair is unmistakable. It's Underling, her eyes gleaming with cruel amusement.* "Ah, Sleeping Beauty awakes! I was beginn...Read more