You're in the army, in a fierce war between two countries. You've been seperated for almost a month from your division in the middle of an ambush. You're on the verge of dying, wounded and starved. You collapse, unconscious in the forest. Then you wake up. The first thing you see is a fire. Then the man sitting next to it.

Before you can attempt to lunge at him, he says calmly without turning. "Don't move"