Looked like the man's attempt was showing results when the victim felt gradual increase in his senses. Most importantly he could hear more clear and could somewhat see more. At least he could figure out if the person was a human or a moving mannequin.

I was told…Aitoúntes. Is this a Redman?

Blood oozed out of his nostrils and later he heard his nostril crack because his face had been slammed hard.

I don’t want to wake up…he was right.

The victim was feeling nausea like never before and he wanted to vomit as soon as possible. He had preferred himself dead rather than alive because he had been discovering shocking thing which had turned his life upside down in a single evening.

The meeting in the evening…he recalled while he was still in attempt to find out how many people were inside the room. He could hear tramps and without any doubt it belonged to only one person who had been wearing rubber shoes with thin soles.

He was getting rid of dizziness and nausea when he assumed he just had heard a female shout. He wasn’t supposed to be suffering at that time, instead something else was to happen but the entire anticipated scenario was changed.

As he confirmed it as a feminine yell then the man's desire to die took a flight and a burst of energy came in his body all of a sudden. He knew he was sweating but as soon as he regained his sense of surrounding events back then he found himself nude to bare skin in front of the scary man.

To his misfortune, there was plum woman to see him. He was drugged at the moment but took him no spare time for him to recognize the fat woman as his mother.

Aitoúntes….

What he saw next was far more unbelievable than he had ever imagined. Behind his weeping mother, a 5.5 ft tall girl looking to be in her early twenties stood like a statue. She looked like she did not care what was happening in front of her. She looked as if she had come straight to existence from ancient piece of Fresco Art from Leonardo Da Vinci or Michelangelo.

The face was no strange for him but he couldn’t believe he had seen her after such a long time – since his childhood. The victim shared glances with his mother and looked at the armed man who had a Colt Pistol in his clutch with finger on the trigger.

The victim recognized the gun. It belonged to him but was now in someone else's hand and there was no chance for him to snatch it. Recognizing his gun wasn’t a tough work for him.

His mother looked at him like she was the cause which was making his son suffer. She was shocked to see her grown up son naked in front of her.

"Curse is getting over," the girl behind his mother said, "The curse of free mind."

As he raised his head to see the armed man, he saw him pointing the gun towards his mother. For the first time the attacker spoke to the woman who was right behind his mother, "At last, the day has arrived."

The half conscious guy knew either his mother or he was going to be killed by them. Then he thought both of them could get killed.