The first thing Mu Yuze registered as soon as his consciousness surfaced was the fact that he was sitting on a chair with his legs tied up and hands bound behind his back.
His heartbeat kicked up a notch when memories poured into his mind, but he resisted the urge to open his eyes. Instead, he kept his head lowered and slowed his breathing, pretending that he was still anesthetized. He had no idea whether the side effects truly lingered on his system, but he felt like everything was swaying at the moment, back and forth, even the ground beneath his feet.
Where was he…?
His heart shuddered in pain when he recalled the last thing he had seen before everything turned dark. Kitty, she… should be okay, right? There was so, so much blood spurting out of the cat's body that even the mere reminder of it was enough to make his scalp tingle.
