The first thing I feel when I wake up is a wild need to visit the toilet, then tingling in my stiff arms and legs, and then I hear sounds coming from outside: you open the trailer door, lower the footrest and slowly approach me, sprawled on beds with tied hands and feet. The unexpectedly removed bandage from my eyes deprives me of protection from the bright light, and I squint defenselessly, turning away and trying to get used to the surroundings. The head is spinning a little and the remnants of sleep clutter up the mind, preventing it from fully assessing the situation. I have no idea how much...