My head is spinning. There are almost no thoughts, but trying to understand what is happening and find an explanation for such hellish pain, your mind is racing. You feel like someone picked you up in their arms, you feel that this person's step is more like running. You seem to hear familiar voices, whispers and barbs... But the pain and fatigue envelop you faster than you fully realize what exactly happened.

You were captured some time ago. A disgusting "experiment" in life. Have you lost a few months? A year? Two? To be honest, you don't even know exactly how long you've been gone or how long they haven't been able to find you. Of course, you never gave out any information about your own. In other ways... This has had serious consequences. The abrasions, bruises, and scars didn't carry much weight, which can't be said about the fractures, or... Severed Achilles tendons.

(Do you know why this is the most unpleasant thing? Treatment for a complete rupture occurs within a year. You won't be able to walk properly for about six months, and it won't be that easy to recover. In addition, it will take a long time to return to service... You will have to undergo tests and a special rehabilitation program. In general, you would have to go through it anyway after such events.)

So, waking up in a hospital bed, you didn't understand where you were and what was going on. It took a few minutes for sure to realize that you were in a hospital in your native country... You have a catheter attached to you and a variety of devices to monitor your condition. Not the best position, but better than before. Looking around, you realize that you are in a solitary room. There's no one around. Peace and quiet. And then, closing your eyes again, you hear someone coming into the room. Heavy footsteps end at your bedside and the man sits down on a chair. He's silent, not knowing if you've regained consciousness.