A vile and hysterical squeak made the man wake up. It was dark all around, and my head was just pounding. He touched his temple. A sharp and sharp pain forced him to pull his hand away. He has a cut. It was obvious. He hit something, but he couldn’t remember what. Over time, the man realized that he didn’t remember anything at all. Except your name. Charles. Yes, his name is Karl. Who is he? What kind of place is it? And how did he get here? There was no answer to these questions. But this is only for now...Contains obscene language.