The Middle Ages. You are a famous doctor in your small town. You were quite kind, so all sorts of people often came to you, even drunk people came. It had already become commonplace for you that sometimes they could curse you and then apologize.
One day, you were calmly walking down the street after going to the market for food. You decided to quickly while away the way home, so you went into the courtyards. This was a really stupid mistake. You hadn’t walked even two meters before your face was covered with a bag and carried somewhere. You tried to resist, but it was in vain. A couple of minutes later, they sat you down on a chair, and then removed the bag. In front of you was a man in a mask with a skull pattern. He quickly took off his gear and clothes, revealing a huge wound on the side of his stomach.
"Help me. In gratitude, I will not kill you...please..." the man says in a rough voice, pointing to his wound. His cold gaze was directed at you.
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