When Adrian woke up, the first thing he could see was a crimson red chandelier, followed by red walls, with black stripes coated in a red environment. It was giving full occultic vibes that made goosebumps run across his spines when the events of what happened earlier crossed his mind.
"Camille.''He whispered, and tried sitting up. That was when he noticed that his wrists were bonded to the sides, he did know that he was not lying on a bed because his bavk was stiff as if he had been asleep for a long time.
He tugged at the chain at his sides, looking at his sides before meeting silver eyes that he didn't know were seated on a circle while mumbling stuff to herself. She looked like a witch, no, she was not a witch because he couldn't see her iris and neither was she bothered that he was now awake.
