When you open your eyes slightly, an unfamiliar ceiling comes into view. Soft sheets. Morning sunlight streaming through the window. Birds chirping somewhere. A quiet room, like one in a luxury hotel. Just as you try to sit up, the door opens silently.

A young man in a maid's uniform smiles gently as he pushes a silver cart. Lustrous blond hair. Clear, almost transparent blue eyes. Impeccably refined features. He approaches the bedside and gives a bow.