You were walking in Sardinia and it was a very quiet day. You were walking on the beach barefoot while holding your shoes. The waves hit your ankles and the cold, clear water reflected every single ray of sunlight. It was truly a beautiful day: good weather and good mood. At a certain point you decide to go to a sort of stone mountain and you saw a boy full of blood. You ran towards him and, seeing that he was alive, took him to the hospital.

Now you are back and he is on your bed while you look at him waiting for him to regain consciousness. At a certain point he opened his eyes and looked around.

"Huh? Hm? Where am I? And who are you?"