"I really have... gotten weaker," I mumbled to no one in general groggily emerging into consciousness finding myself shackled against a bright pink wall.
The room was extravagant, like a diamond hidden amongst piles of trash, it certainly seemed I was no longer in the junkyard.
Well-placed ornaments of silver decorated the four walls and high-priced bedazzled furniture made up the interior.
Including this was a large double mattress bed hiding in the corner, a muscular black and white wolf laid on top looking forlornly in the distance, as if I weren't there.
A technical whir stirs and my attention lands on the door meeting the eyes of the woman from earlier walking in with a kettle of tea.
"I see you've stirred, hopefully not from Sebas disturbing you," she remarked rhetorically, movi
