Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-30160565-20180304152347/@comment-26380985-20180305003615

You hear some of you talking around you, but in your current state you were hard to determine what they were saying, your only certainty is that the owner of one of them was the one who carried you. You wake up later medicated and clean. The clothes you wear are not yours. You are lying in bed in a luxurious but simple room. You realize that one of your arms is handcuffed to the bed.