Just like after I defeated Voldemort, my eyes were weighed down and I had a splitting headache. This time, the headache was worse and I smelled something I didn't recognize. I started hearing voices. Three, maybe four. I really couldn't make out what they were saying; only snippets of words here and there.
"– days since he's –"
"We can't do anything –"
"– thought Young Master would be mad, but –"
I slowly opened my eyes. At first, I only saw flickers of shadows on the ceiling. I looked around, trying to make things out. Something bothered me, but I couldn't point it out. As I shifted on the bed, someone gasped in shock.
"Look! He's awake!" said the female.
I sat up and asked, "Where are my glasses?"
"You sure do wear strange glasses," said one of the males as he handed me my glasses.
I put them on and looked around. As I registered my surroundings, I figured out what was bothering me. The room, bed, everything looked… Old. Things he'd only seen in historical books. I turned to look at the people who were near my bed. The woman was a maid with glasses and red hair in pigtails. One male was a young boy with large, turquoise eyes and pale skin. The other was older, wore chef's outfit and had a pair of goggles around his neck, and had a cigarette in his hand.
"So, where am I?" I asked with a suspicious tone.
"This is the Phantomhive manor. We found you- Actually, you fell on top of poor Mey-Rin, so we decided to bring you here," said the younger boy as he pointed the girl. "My name's Finny, by the way. And the one who's smoking is Baldroy."
I tried to get off the bed, but a wave of nausea hit me before I could fully get up. "Ugh… Where's my stuff?"
"Sebastian confiscated them. He's examining them as we're talking. I'll notify Young Master and Sebastian that you're awake," said Baldroy. He started waking towards the door and suddenly stopped by the door. He turned and said, "By the way, you should eat something before you meet both of them. You've been out for a week, and they have bunch of questions."