I ate in silence as I slowly felt less lightheaded with every swallow. I couldn't help but feel humiliated that my enemy was feeding me due to my weak state.
By the time I had finished, he pressed the back of his hand onto my forehead. He smiled before placing the empty bowl back on the nightstand and carrying me in his arms.
"I prepared a warm bath for you. You'll have thirty minutes to clean yourself and get dressed before I come in to fetch you. There's plenty we need to discuss."
He teleported us to the bathroom. The walls were filled with black titles with a white marble floor. The bathroom contained a black sink, toilet, and a bathtub with a small silver storage shelf on the side with items.
Zalgo gently placed me on my feet on the ground before teleporting away. During his absence, I took the time to notice the shelf contained all of my hair and body products. I shivered at the thought of him stalking me as he teleported again into the room.
"You can wear these clothes in the meantime." He gave me a pair of black leggings, a t-shirt, a hoodie, socks, and black converse.
"They're mine," I muttered. "How did you get them from the mansion?"
He chuckled. "Remember you have thirty minutes darling. I will be waiting for you."
After he teleported away, I stood there staring at the containers in horror. How the hell did he know about these details?
(...)
After I had finished bathing, I was brushing my hair in front of the mirror. I couldn't help but notice that I've lost weight which made me wonder for how long have I been out without eating.
I then saw Zalgo with a smirk on his face through the mirror. He must have teleported in while I was lost in thought.
"You look amazing darling."
I remained silent, not wanting to deal with his antics as I placed my hair brush away.
He gently took my hand in his and teleported us to his throne room.
I immediately noticed that he had completely changed the design of the room. What had originally been different shades of red, was now black with silver outlines. It looked exactly like the one that Zalgo had shown me when we visited a passage of the future. The glass-stained windows on the sides weren't red anymore but images of him killing humans and other creatures as he collected their souls. I was relieved he didn't put up the pasta's images.
"How long was I out?" I whispered, still loud enough so he could answer my question.
"There is so much I want to discuss with you but I need to take one step at a time. After all, we do have all eternity." He went upstairs to his throne before looking at my figure.
"Now that I think about it, I guess I can start with your new outfit. I don't want you to wear whatever the hell Slenderman made you wear."
He slowly went downstairs as he kept his gaze on me as if I was his prey. I stood there still, waiting for his next move. He stopped a foot away from me before he raised his hands.
I felt a tingling sensation around my body as my leggings and hoodie had been replaced with a black and red leather jacket and pants. (Replace the logo on the back with a pentagram) (This is not my pic! Credit to Christina Wu on ArtStation!)
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