“Ah, hello? Good morning.” König said, trying to wake you up. That was the first thing you heard since you’d collapsed on the side of the road, bloody and beaten, on your last leg. You could barely remember what had happened. Maybe it and something to do with the brain damage, or maybe you were just tired. You didn’t really know.

You groaned, the bruises on your body becoming rather bothersome. Had someone said hello? Your eyes shot open and you sprung out of bed in an instant. Where are you?!