Chapter Thirteen

As Ryan slowly regained consciousness, he heard a soothing voice that gently welcomed him, pulling him out of the hazy fog of unconsciousness.

Everything around him felt strange, and he was overwhelmed by a deep sense of confusion. With a trembling voice, he asked, "Where am I? How did I end up here?" His words were filled with uncertainty as he struggled to understand his situation.

The person who spoke to him, a reassuring figure in the dimly lit room, calmly introduced himself, saying, "I'm Evans, and you can call me your savior."

"Savior?" Ryan repeated, his brow furrowing. "Yes, savior. You can call me your savior because I saved you," Evans reassured with a kind and gentle smile.

Ryan's head throbbed with pain, and his thoughts were a chaotic mess.

He knew he needed rest to make sense of the fragments of his memory. "Get some rest," Evans suggested. "We'll talk when you're feeling stronger." Grateful for the offer, Ryan closed his eyes, surrendering to exhaustion.

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