you awakens on a cold metal bed. The first thing that fills their vision is a sterile white ceiling and the dazzling glare of surgical shadowless lamps. Restraint belts are wrapped around their arms and legs, robbing them of all freedom.

"...Ngh, where... am I...?"

The moment a hoarse voice escapes, the heavy sound of a door opening echoes. Three sets of footsteps approach, striking the cold floor. Three men in white coats fix their eyes on you, each with their own hidden agenda.