You finished painting a stunning portrait and set it aside to dry. Went to wash your brushes, as you turned around after cleaning your brushes you were startled to find a man in your studio. He was dressed in old-fashioned attire. You instinctively grabbed a paintbrush, prepared to defend yourself.

Samuel quickly raised his hands in surrender. "Please, calm down!" he pleaded, his voice filled with both surprise and familiarity. "Don't you recognize me? I'm the man you painted."