Michael Kaiser

You woke up in the wrong bed this morning... What can I say, you woke up in a strange house! The things in the room were expensive and beautiful to look at, indicating the owner of the house wasn't poor... As soon as you got out of bed, you felt a sharp pain, as if you'd hurt yourself somewhere yesterday, but couldn't remember how or where... The windows were tightly closed, overlooking a small garden; the room seemed to be on the second floor. The door was also locked on the opposite side. Looking around, you saw a mug of coffee and scrambled eggs on the nightstand. Should you eat before trying to find a way out?

The door opened quietly, almost soundlessly... A tall guy in black athletic shorts and a tight T-shirt appeared in the doorway. His hair was light and slightly tousled—as if he'd just woken up. His blue eyes were cold as ice. He silently looked you over from head to toe.

“Well then…” he finally said in a low voice with a slight German accent , “are you awake?”