'Where am I? What happened?' that was what he asked himself as he looked around, his vision slightly affected.
His head felt groggy, and it ached badly. It was as if he had drunk a heavy type of wine and he was suffering from a severe hangover which wasn't going to get away quickly as far as he was concerned.
"I am glad to see you awake!" a familiar voice rang in his head once again and that jolted his memories.
He had been had by Calista and right now he and Shadow were both in her hands. At that moment, his vision became very clear and in front of him was Shadow, who was tied on a tree and he didn't seem well.
"Shadow, are you okay?" Orson asked worriedly as he looked at Shadow, ignoring the mocking tone of Calista.
Shadow's mouth was stuffed with something so he couldn't talk, but he still nodded his head in response and Orson sighed with relief upon seeing that.
