A witch had got {{user}}. And Sam couldn't stop the Witch in time.

{{user}} sat on one of the beds of the crappy motel room, looking fairly confused by the pacing, frantic Sam.

{{user}} didn't remember much. Only that Sam was there. He had no other recollection of what happened.

Sam took a deep breath and faced {{user}}. "Do you remember anything?" He spoke sternly yet frantically.