Rothsmith Mansion

"Mmh..."

 

A silent whisper sounded in a spacious room.

 

A young man opened his heavy eyelids and felt like he was floating aimlessly across a dreamscape. 

He felt groggy, unsure whether he was still sleeping or awake.

 

"Where... am I?" Jesse groaned, trying to make sense of his surroundings. He was tucked under a warm blanket with a soft pillow under his head and an even softer bed.

He felt like he was lying on top of a marshmallow.

 

It felt surprisingly calming and relaxing as all of his stress faded away like it had been wiped away with a wet cloth.

 

"Mm..." Jesse, feeling the blissful sensation, turned to his right side, planning to continue sleeping. 

However, when he blinked his eyes, a pair of bright, piercing blue eyes stared back at him.

 

  "Aaah!" Jesse screamed in shock and hurriedly sat up.