At least thats what you can tell when you look out the wind of your room. When you had recovered from your head injury (still to be determined who caused it) you found yourself in this room with your equipment in a pile. As you start to get dressed a soilder walks in and stares at you for a few seconds, before scrambling for the door and leaving you even more confused.
"What was that for" you say to yourself when you hear a commotion going on outside the door. As you finish getting your equipment on the door opens again and an old man enters
"How are you?" he asks carefully
"I'm fine and can you please tell me what is going on?" you ask
So the old man goes on a long story about how you were found in the middle a snow storm, with a frozen head wound, and people think your a.......
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