Andrew brushed his ears; the view around him jolted him fully awake. "Where am I?" That question came to his mind after realizing that he was in a room, lying on the bed.
He scanned around the room; and it was neither the shed where he, the last time he stayed nor in his apartment. It was small but clean and comfortable enough to rest; the odors of the herbs filled the room.
"You're awake?" He jerked his eye at a middle aged woman whom he had never met before who emerged from the open door with a tray of food and a cup of drink in her hold and placed it on a small table in the corner of the room.
"Who are you?" Instead of responding to her sentence, he asked her a question about the woman who then sat on the only chair near the bed. As she was silent at his query, Andrew raised anothe
