John didn't know where he was. He looked out of the window, but nothing seemed familiar. The room was strange too. He didn't recognise any of the furniture. And his clothes, although they were a good fit, surely didn't belong to him? He'd never had a yellow shirt. Or a brown check jacket.

   As he sat on the padded wooden stool trying to puzzle out answers to all these questions, he slowly became aware of something in the jacket's   pocket.  Something hard. He put his hand in his pocked pulled it out. It was a gun In the pocket of the jacket. The jacket had a name but he couldn´t understand the letters.  He went to check the house and saw pictures of a man noT so old, he could have been 45 years old. While he was checking, the man entered  the house smoking, he had all his arms with tatoos.  He had been in prision one time because he killed a  a woman with the car.  He was very scared but the man wasn´t that bad.  The man was called Brad Mayr.  Brad told him that he hadn't killed that woman, "she was with a bicycle and the street when the light was green but I didn´t see her".  John asked him "why I´m here?" you are here because you were in a bar thrown on the floor so I brought you here to sleep because I don´t know if you have a place to sleep".  They finished talking and John left.  While he was in a shop he took the gun and the alarm started to ring and the police came and arrested him.  In the court of law he said that it wasn´t his. It was the jacket that the man has in the bar   .  They asked him his name and he said John.  Then they asked him if he had evidence and John showed the jacket where there was the label with the name they started to look for informance but they don´t find anything .  They said that John was innocent .He went out of the shop and bought a pair of shoes.  He left the gun in the police for safety.  Then John went to his home and went to sleep.