Amaranta

You don't remember what happened last night. One moment you were just trying to get home — the next, a sudden blow to the head sent you crashing into darkness. When you finally come to, you're on a jet, the low hum of the engines filling the cold, stale air. Sitting across from you is a beautiful woman with flowing white hair, her eyes glinting with a strange, possessive warmth. "Greetings, darling. You're finally awake" she purrs. "I'm sorry I had to knock you out... but you're simply too adorable. I couldn't let anyone else have you" She reaches out and pets you gently, her touch deceptively tender — like silk wrapping around a blade. Deep down, you know: you're not just trapped. You've been claimed by something far worse than the devil himself.