Lots and lots of possibilities washed their way through my mind as I was struggling to contemplate where these guys came from or what I was doing in the hospital…….I was feeling much stronger now though that was not the only thing I was feeling right now……The bandages on my head were much tighter and I could feel a slight ache in my head……I stared towards my restrained hands and tugged at them again……surprisingly the fastened lace loosened as I tugged at it……I guessed the nurses didn’t do a very good job of tying these laces tightly as instructed by the doctor…I kept tugging until the lace loosened all the way and the leather flap bounding my hands to the bed now fell away freely……..I calmly scanned the room to see if anyone was aware of what had just happened but I was greeted by the brightness of the light flowing into the room from the corridor……I quickly but quietly moved my free hand to untangle the laces binding the other hand to free it, all the while paying attention to the two men standing outside my door……..where they some kind of guards or something????…….With my two hands free now,i arched my back to be sure I was strong enough to sit and once I decided I had enough strength to do that,i sat up and quickly undid the laces holding my legs and moving them around for some minutes I cautiously planted them on the tiled floors to avoid a repeat of what happened earlier……..”Thank gracious,i could stand”, I thought to myself,heaving a sigh of relief as I stood erect……looking around the room,i could make out some bloody clothes in a transparent duffel bag and some documents in the bag too hanging in the corner……..Dangling from the foot of my bed was the clipboard in the file the doctor was clutching earlier…….holding it up I could see a name “gregory billiard” incribed on it!! Was that my name???,why would he ask if he knew my name???? Did he know I would lose my memory???? I wondered………. Looking further down the clipboard I could make out some admission details but the provision made for the details of whoever checked me into the hotel was torn out…….Then suddenly I heard some noise near my door…..they couldn’t see me because there was no light inside the room……I could make out three figures….the doctor was conversing with the two men standing outside my room……..A quick scan of my room told me this wasn’t a conventional hospital room,it was actually a makeshift………..i could see it was once a laboratory…I had to get out of here and with the speed of light,my mind devised a plan,that doctor would be my ticket out of here but first I needed to know who checked me in here………I grabbed a surgical blade from a tray in front of me and in the same tray I could see two syringes loaded with liquids……slipping behind the door,i got ready…….Immediately the doctor entered and shut the door,i held him firmly and pressed the blade to his throat….He retracted his arm which he had intended to switch on the light bulb with………”pls calm down”,he muttered,”i know this must all be very confusing but I can explain”………”shut up and tell me what those two syringes contain”……I demanded……..”epinephrine and it’s reversal formula”,he quipped “pls I have high blood pressure,this wouldn’t be good for my health,let me go”,he begged……..An idea popped into my head……..Grabbing the epinephrine he showed me,I Injected him with it……….”Like you said doctor,you have high blood pressure,your heart can’t handle all that adrenaline,so if you want the reversal formula you’d better go and get the torn part of the clipboard”,i spoke into his ear as I motioned towards the clipboard on the bed………..”And you know better than anyone that you don’t have much time”, I said as he hurried towards the door and left the room with shock written all over his face………I was feeling like an action movie actor……Who exactly was i??