"Fuck no!" [ Route]

"Fuck no! What the fuck!" you say, offended that your uncle would actually suggest such a thing.

His eyes go cold. where there once was a jovial smile is now replaced with a blank, disappointed expression.

"I was afraid you'd say that." he says, "Very well. Kyle, take her upstairs. make sure she's 'comfortable'. I'll be in my study."

Uncle John leaves, and Kyle picks up your bags to lead you upstairs.

"Sorry about that dude. You seem nice but i don't exactly jerk off people I hardly know, ya know?" you say to Kyle, breaking the awkward silence

"I understand miss, but I don't think your uncle saw it that way." he replies

You're led to an extravagant room on the second floor. a four poster bed with a mirror on the ceiling sits across from a warm looking fireplace, and you can see a doorway to a just-as-lavish master bathroom behind it.

"whoa! this is all for me?" you say, your tension wit your uncle forgotten temporarily as you take in the beauty of your new room.

"Not exactly, miss..." he says

And before you can wonder what he meant by that, something hard and heavy hits you on the back of the head, and your vision goes dark.