Ever so slowly my bearings start to come back to me and I can tell by the sensations that I've just been made aware of that I'm chained to a bed by my ankles and wrists. Well, on the bright side, I'm not dead and assumedly since I'm contained they don't want to kill me just yet either. With a groan, I open my eyes and am met by a mature woman with red hair wearing a monocle staring down at me impassively.