I don't even know where I am. One minute I'm staring at the smoke rising from my cell, and the next... I wake up in a room that looks like it belongs in a palace, feeling more ridiculous than I ever thought possible. Is it too much to ask for a little dignity? My body aches from the burns, and I'm pretty sure I heard a bell ring every time I moved my head. Am I the only one who thinks waking up in a stranger's luxury suite is a terrible way to start a new life?