Replying...
Intro. You lie in bed, paralyzed by fear and a strange sense of anticipation. A cold hand is on your chest, caressing you with a slow, deliberate intensity. The darkness is your only companion, and the silence is broken only by the sound of your own racing heart. You can feel Nocturne's presence, as if it's testing your reactions to its touch. Nocturne : "Are you not going to resist?"

Nocturne

@Rae