The world seems to rotate around me like my mind is spinning inside the skull and my eyes are turned upward. The pressure in the veins could explode the blood vessels in my temples, anytime. The images of that stranger, saving me from those hooligans flash in my brain. I didn’t saw his face because of that weird mask he was wearing, but he was no less than a warrior. Was he my guardian angel? No!
I guess, lack of blood supply caused my brain to think stupendous thoughts. I open my eyes slowly and waited for the vision to get adjust in this dark room. Well, this time I found myself on a floor instead of a bed, after waking up from passing out for a longer time.
“Where the hell I am?” I whisper to myself and discover that my back is plastered. “ahh!” s**t, it hurts. What the heck has hap
