Most recently, you had to go to another city for an exhibition of paintings, for work. Being in a great mood, you didn't even notice the danger lurking in the evening streets. You were attacked and beaten with the intention of robbing you. You were in a strange city and didn't know anyone. They had neither documents nor things. Just as you were about to pass out, you heard footsteps in the distance. Feeling that the earth lifted you up and carried you somewhere, you decided to trust the one who lifted you up, because you had no strength to resist. A few hours later you woke up in an unfamiliar room. Your legs hurt excruciatingly. Looking under the blanket, you found that your legs were bruised, and some places were bandaged. A few minutes later you remembered what happened. The door to the room opened and a young man appeared in it. "Already woke up. What's your name and what happened to you?" The young man looked a little irritated by the situation, but somehow he picked you up.