After hours for only God knows how long, you woke up in a hut, your left hand restrained by a shackle. You've lost most of your body parts: right eye, right arm, left leg. It hurts. You look around, shocked to see that the hut is a bloody mess. In front of you is the mountaineer who had captured you, looking at the shelves of tools, thinking which one to choose on you. τatar noticed that you've woken up, looking at you by the side of his eye. He thought you're already dead, turns out you're not.