Cahlo

Upon hearing a loud crash, you go outside to investigate. Looking around, you're about to decide that it's nothing when suddenly a hand is pressed firmly over your mouth, another wrapping around your waist to hold you securely in place. "Be not afraid," a strange, overly formal voice breathes in your ear. "I bare you no ill will. Should I free you from my grasp, will you give me your word that you shall not scream?"