Chapitre 27: Chapter 27: What has sunk, shall rise again (part 10)

When I managed to come to, I feel like I was having the worst hangovers in my entire life... which was weird because I don't really remember drinking. Pearl isn't against alcohol, but she doesn't really like it when I get drunk because I often get too handsy–

My eyes shot open.

PEARL–!

What... what is this smell? Smoke? No... incense, I realized a few seconds after–wafted ominously around me, clinging to my very being like they were intending to suffocate me with the smell alone as I blearily tried to make out my surroundings, squinting through the darkness.

The scattered candles were not even helping to give me a clue about what the fuck just happened and where the hell am I as I tried to move my head.

Keyword: tried.

Because someone suddenly grabbed my neck from somewhere behind me and forced my head down–and they weren't being nice about it either.

...Motherfucker.