I woke up to see myself sat in a chair all alone in an empty room with no furniture. I looked around and then the ground and noticed that the chair I was seated in was surrounded by a black powdery substance. I looked down my arms and realized I hadn't been tied to the chair like I had initially thought.
Immediately I got up to feet and stared down at the weird substance on the floor.
I found myself asking myself questions.
How did I even get here?.
What was that on the floor? Did someone used black magic on me? Was this all witchcrafts?.
Without thinking twice I crossed over the substance, stepping out the circle.
"My my my." Paris suddenly appeared from a corner. She was dressed in black leather clothing that fitted to her like a glove. She had a satisfied smirk on her face. "
