»The car was in my garage, I didn't remember that it belonged to my friend Bratan, you know, I suffer from amnesia«, Nevon said cautiously.
»Mr. Bratan, what was his family name again? He doesn't remember you either, and you call him a friend. He just wants the car back and compensation from you.«
Nevon wanted to say something about it, but Nuna who has also come closer in the meantime, gave him a push nothing more to say.
»Would you like to add something to your own defense?«, one of the security guards asked somehow in conclusion.
»It seems that we are in a serious situation, and no matter what we say now from your point of view we are guilty«, Nevon tried to defuse the situation.
»Our point of view is completely irrelevant, and the decision is not ours to make. The fact is that you are four thousand kilometers away from your own home in a stolen car. And you can't say anything in your own defense. There are six months of identity loss for that, and because you suffer from amnesia, the sentence has been reduced to one month for everyone.«
»What, we are already being convicted?«
»You just got convicted. I recommend you not to say anything else unless it contributes to your own discharge. We are confiscating the car now and you have no identification for a month.«
»Are you still driving us home? Please.«
»Your friends will explain this to you. From now on you all have no identity anymore, for one month. This means among other things, that you can no longer use a network or a bank. Since there are hundreds of kilometers of forest here, you are entitled to survival equipment. If you do not appeal, the sentence will be enforced immediately. If you file a complaint but do not add anything new, we will reject the application immediately. Otherwise we'll give you the survival kit right away, that would be the more pragmatic solution for you«, the officer said.
»Can we call someone in order to be picked up? Or would you kindly take us to the nearest village?«, Dowagen asked.