The next morning, Helen woke up hungry and with a headache. She slowly opened her eyes, holding her head. She couldn't remember what had happened the previous night, so she looked around.
"Where am I?"
Before Helen could fully wake up, a server entered the room and handed her a piece of paper containing a letter.
"Next time, you should drink less. You won't always meet good people."
Helen sat thinking about the previous night's events as the server left. She could only remember that after getting drunk, she encountered some bad men who tried to harass her, but someone rescued her. Helen's memory stopped there; she couldn’t recall why she ended up here.
She also couldn’t remember the face of the man who saved her. Helen felt relieved when she saw her clothes were still intact. The man
