Amnesia (1)

She woke up like that, the room was simple, she didn't remember how she got there. She looked around confusedly in every way and every corner of that humble room. She touched her body, but wondered:

"Who am I?" - she whispered softly

In that place, she saw no one but herself, feeling fear and terror of what awaited her in that unknown place.

Soon, the door opened and a tall man in peasant-like clothes entered. His face was handsome, with rare black hair and eyes as black as night; the man seemed to recognize her when she didn't even know herself.

"You finally woke up," a smile appeared on his lips.

She frowned, confused. She gripped the white sheets on the bed while looking at that figure with strange cold eyes. Her body hair bristled as she saw him smile with his black eyes as he approached.

When he sat down and the bed shook a little, she could have heard the sound of chains coming from that shake.

He raised his right hand towards her face and delicately caressed her cheekbones, but that made her close her eyes in fear.

"Shhh, there's no need to be afraid," he spoke softly, putting his other hand on the other side of her face and making her look at him. "I won't hurt you... you just need to behave," he said calmly, but the threat was evident.

She felt her body shiver, and when she opened her eyes, she stared into the deep black void in his eyes, where, deep inside, there was a small shining red dot that seemed to hypnotize her.

As much as she felt light, her mental confusion worsened. Who was she? Where was she? What did he use on her? Who was... he? Gradually, these same questions vanished from her mind as if they couldn't stay there. She just shook her head with empty eyes.

That man smiled, as if he had won the greatest prize in the Empire of Bureau's hunting tournament. He caressed her face as if he could have her, could control her like a... a doll.

"Very well, remember to behave," his smile was sadistic as he stroked her silver-blonde hair.

He lifted her from the bed, the same sound of chains she had heard, and obviously forgotten, echoed in her short walk to a large window there. The chain that bound one of her feet to the bed was not very long, but that room was not large.

He positioned her facing the landscape of the forest in front of her, mountains and large taigas and pine trees all around.

It was a place practically, one could say, uninhabitable.

He grabbed her face with an empty look from the mental hypnosis he had applied to her and showed her that place.

"See, now no one will find you around here, my dear, and you... won't be able to escape from this place," he smiled sadistically, choking on a hysterical laugh.

With a lack of delicacy, he forced her face up and made her look at him before stealing a rough and long kiss from her. Their tongues intertwined forcefully and warmly, quickly, the young woman lost strength, but couldn't free herself from her captor.

"No one can take you away from me... Sylvia"