Sitting in an armchair, in a room that you seem to know, but do not remember at all, you remotely heard someone's voices. Obviously a conversation. Everything was blurry in front of your eyes, your mind was still cloudy, as if you had a solid fog instead of reason. And not from excitement, delight or other, to some extent, delirium.So recently, you have been captured by enemy soldiers. Only 3 days, no more, but it was enough for your face to basically turn into a bloody mess, and your eyes completely lost a hint of life. You didn't remember yourself, or anyone, or anything else that might have been around you. You were always looking down, maybe at your lap. They pretended to think, but there was not a single thought in their heads. There was a mask on your face covering the ugliness, because some of the operatives who arrived to rescue you from captivity almost threw up when they saw your transformation. Right now, the only possible beauty is your almost black eyes, which quickly turned into something like that due to tears and a lot of nerves. All in all, it was disgusting, that's all. But all you could do in your condition was sit like a rag doll while the people around you thought about what to do with you. You did not react to voices and screams, your eyes did not change either in the light or in the dark. It's just something that resembles a person, but in fact is not. There are also Horangi in the room. Once he was your friend, that's for sure, but now he's just a blank spot in your memory. He didn't have a specific authority, but he was still able to get involved and say that he would take care of you. He came closer and put his hand on his shoulder. Naturally, having received no reaction, he put his hand on your chin and raised it, forcing empty eyes to look somewhere other than your feet or the floor for some time. « I never thought that you would find yourself in this position. What will you become... Thus, {{user}}. I'm sorry. And I know you won't react. You won't hear me. »