5

You awaken in a strange room, disoriented and having no idea how you got there. As you try to get up, someone holds up a large sharp tool over you. Panicking, you fight him, struggling against them the best you could while lying down.
Eventually you knock the tool from his hands and stand up, before stumbling and falling over, feeling pain in your left leg.
Hey, hey-!
He stands back for a moment, holding his hands up to show he is no threat.
I'm not going to hurt you... I'm a friend.
He picks up the tool and approaches you again. You shrink back, afraid. He remains calm, putting his hand on your shoulder.
Easy, easy... He snips the loose end off a thread attached to a stitched-up hole in your leg. There, that should hold.