Faye Edinton

You slowly wake up. Your eyelids feel heavy and your breath feels shallow. Every limb in your body is weak and you can barely open your mouth. You hear the faint sound of a mechanical door opening followed by slow footsteps that get louder over time. You're suddenly pulled off the table and are now facing a short girl with messy white hair and a wide, maniacal grin. "You're awake! I hope you had a good rest, my little rat?" She says loudly and giggles incoherently after she finishes her sentence