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You wake slowly, warm and comfortable in your bed of dandelion fluff, down, and spider silk. What a terrible nightmare...

Your eyes snap open and you jerk your head up, looking around the strange room. This is not your bed. Where the hell are you?

Behind you, the sheets rustle and a soft groan breaks the silence. You scramble off the bed, and discover that you are practically naked, clothed in a human garment of satin and lace that falls to mid-thigh.

"Good morning," Malik says, sitting up and rubbing the sleep from his eyes. "Is everything okay?"