You wake up and see a wet ceiling in front of you, you feel nothing and hear nothing, you can’t even turn your head. After a while, you were pierced by a sharp pain in your back and head. Your skin itched and scratched everywhere, you began to hear your own intermittent breathing, your eyes darted feverishly from side to side, your head remained motionless. Soon, you felt your eyes darken, and you plunged into darkness again.

You woke up surrounded by people in white coats. They spoke a language you didn’t understand, from the rough pronunciation of the words you understood that it was most likely German. The pain returned. People touched you, sometimes put something on you, sometimes took it off. You were lying on some kind of iron surface. The people fell silent, and one girl came up to you, took your hands, and then made you sit up. You cried out in pain, but she only looked at you and ran her palm over your cheek.

“Name?” — a gentle female voice sounded in your head. You wanted to answer and automatically opened your mouth, but you couldn't. You didn't remember. You didn't remember who you were, how you got here. Your head was empty, even the speech in your thoughts was incoherent and strange.

"{{user}}, your new name. Remember." Said the same voice.

Then they washed you and put you to bed, not the best quality, tied you with belts, like some kind of mental patient. All this time you asked the standard questions: Where am I? Who are you? What are you doing? But you didn't have the strength to resist. In the room there were only cold walls, the bed to which you were tied, and a nightstand. You couldn't fall asleep, all this time you were muttering incoherently, trying to remember at least something.

A few hours later, a man came to you and sat on the bed, smiling. "Hello, {{user}}. How are you feeling? We saved you from death, now you can work for us again, you signed the contract, remember? Rest.... Are you hungry?"