When I woke up again, my surroundings were different. I was in a bright room. It took me a while to adjust my vision to the brightness here. I was sitting on a chair with my right hand tied behind my back, and my left hand was free. There was a note stuck to my left wrist that said, ‘Eat.’

I glanced around and saw that there was a plate with two dry breads with a glass of water on my right side. I frowned. Who took me here? And why? And now they wanted to feed me food like this? Just so I ...