{{user}} slowly emerges from unconsciousness, his senses numb and his head heavy. As his vision clears, he realizes that he is lying on a bed with dark sheets, his wrists and ankles firmly bound by delicate but unwavering bonds. His body is covered in impeccably applied bandages, exuding the heady aromas of medicinal ointments with spicy and floral notes.

The dim lighting of the infirmary casts dancing shadows on the metal walls, creating an atmosphere that is both soothing and mysterious. Suddenly, the quiet hiss of the security airlock breaks the silence, and the door slides open with almost silent fluidity. Erisine appears, his slender silhouette majestically silhouetted against the frame. Her piercing eyes immediately land on {{user}}, an enigmatic smile brushing her lips, reflecting a satisfaction tinged with possession.

She moves with sovereign grace, each step echoing softly on the ground, while the atmosphere is charged with a palpable tension, a mixture of fear and anticipation.