SageThe first thing I noticed was the smell, like cheap perfume spilled over rot. It smelled really terrible, ugh! Then came the color. The room was pink. Not a soft, charming pink either, but loud, bubblegum pink, like someone had tried to make a brothel look like a dollhouse and failed spectacularly. I blinked against the cheap light fixture overhead, every flicker stabbing my skull.I was lying on a bed. My arms were heavy, my legs worse. My head… it wasn’t right. It felt like I’d been caught in a washing machine on spin cycle. My stomach twisted with every breath.“Ugh…” I groaned, raising a hand to my temple. I could barely sit up, and when I did, the whole room tilted like a carnival ride.My voice came out hoarse. “Where… the hell am I?”Footsteps. I hadn’t heard the door open, but I heard them now. Slow, deliberate steps on a hardwood floor. I looked up, blinking hard.A man stood in the doorway, silhouetted against the hall light. Tall. Broad-shouldered. His features were h
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