I rubbed my forehead to alleviate the pain in my temples. It wasn't making any sense. Pouring over the summary report that Ezio gave me a few days ago, I tried to make a connection between the puzzling purchases of medical equipment and what The Shadow had done to me while I was in captivity.
Ezio's report showed several transactions relating to syringes, droppers, medical containers, and other equipment used in administering medications. However, if this was indeed related to The Shadow, then why couldn't I remember ever taking any treatment from him? All I could recall was his constant beatings.
Marku suggested I might've simply forgotten about it as a coping mechanism. That might be the case, considering my blank memories about my supposed life before being captured. Still, I found it
