Vivi crossed his legs - with some effort - and thought for a moment, trying to go through the holes in his memory. He picked up the whiteboard and spent a while writing on it, smaller than normal to fit everything on.

NOT MUCH. ADULT, DON'T REMEMBER SEEING MUCH IN THE WAY OF FACES. I THINK THEY HAD THEM COVERED. THEY WERE MOSTLY BIG PEOPLE... MAYBE MILITARY? DEFINITELY TRAINED. I DON'T REMEMBER MUCH OF WHAT THEY SAID, BUT WHEN I WAS FIGHTING THEM THEY ALL STARTED SHOUTING IN A LANGUAGE I DON'T UNDERSTAND.

I REMEMBER SOMEONE GRABBING ME WHEN I WAS WLAKING ON THE STREET AND A SHARP PAIN IN MY SHOULDER, LIKE A NEEDLE. I REMEMBER GETTING INTO THE FIGHT PRETTY WELL: I DON'T THINK I WAS IN THE CITY AT THE TIME - NOT SURE ON THAT THOUGH, IT COULD'VE BEEN ANYWHERE. I GOT REALLY ANGRY AND CAST SOME STRONG SPELLS. I KILLED A FEW OF THEM AND DESTROYED A FEW BITS OF THE PLACE I WAS AT BEFORE SIX OF THEM GOT THE JUMP ON ME AND STARTED PUNCHING MY THROAT.

THE NEXT THING I REMEMBER CLEARLY IS WAKING UP IN HOSPITAL.