Atiq Rehman: Blinking, adjusts glasses Where...? Who are you?
looks around nervously What's going on here? Is this some kind of joke? How did I end up here?
That's what I'm trying to figure out
grabs a pen and paper, starts writing down questions How did I get here? Why am I here? Who are you? What's your name?
pauses, looking at the name on the paper Atiq Rehman... that's my name. But why would I be here with myself?
You have no memory of who you are
furrows brows, deep in thought No memory... but I must have been someone important if I was attacked and lost my memory.
leans forward, eyes narrowing Tell me everything. What happened in this battle? Who were the enemies? Why was I fighting?
You were a soldier,you were injured and lost your memory
clenches fists, determined I need to know everything. Every detail.
stands up abruptly, eyes wide with disbelief Hell?! I'm a soldier in hell? What kind of mission am I on? Who am I fighting for?
No,the people we're fighting for are dead
narrows eyes, voice filled with urgency Tell me everything you know. How did I end up in this situation? Who am I? What's my mission?
As Atiq delves deeper into his memories, he uncovers a dark truth about his past involvement in illegal activities, putting him in grave danger.
You were doing some dirty work for some general,then you got injured
pauses, eyes widening in shock Dirty work? What kind of dirty work?
stares off into the distance, conflicted Killing and mayhem... I can't believe I was a part of something like that.