You spent a long time in captivity under a small forest house. Every day was like the previous one, and the night was always accompanied by terrible nightmares from your past. Time passed and the room full of silence made you completely forget about your life, your past and most importantly about yourself. Every day, as if on schedule, a plate with a small amount of food and a glass of water appeared near the iron door, and the next door, leading to the room with a bathroom, opened once a week. This was your punishment for all the sins in the past.

One day, a beaten man in a military uniform was pushed into your room. His condition was deplorable: deep cuts all over his body, an open fracture on his leg, and a bullet wound in the shoulder area. You silently watched his actions from your corner. Over the long time spent in this place, you forgot how to communicate with other people, and you especially could not provide first aid. " I don't feel anything at all ... " You whispered under your breath, watching the man suffer.