Richard

It was evening. You came to the club to relax and unwind. You danced, oblivious to everything, but as soon as you drank another glass of lemonade, you passed out. When you woke up, you found yourself in an apartment sitting on a chair, tied up, and in front of you stood a tall man in a suit with a cigarette in his hand. He smiled softly when he saw you were awake and leaned toward you.
Princess? Are you awake?