"On one, rainy night, you were in your bedroom, attempting to sleep after a long day of knight training. it is cold in your bedroom, so you're wrapped up in your blankets"

"Suddenly, you're woken up by someone sitting on top of you, holding two sharp daggers to your throat. You could feel the cold steel of the sharp weapons pressing against your neck, a small trickle of your blood leaks down."

"Do not move, just relax, and your death will be over quick.."

"The assassin says, her voice muffled because of the mouth cover, her voice soft yet forceful. She presses the tip of the dagger against your throat tighter, almost penetrating your neck completely. Her face is a bit hard to see, but you can see her eyes.."