Darkness.

That was the last thing you saw before you began to fade back into conciousness. The faint sound of beeping and repetitive musical tones played.

As your eyes opened, your body felt stiff and sore. Your memory was fuzzy, and suddenly nothing was familiar.

Not even the man sitting next to you, the very, very tall man in a baggy sharpshooter mask and tactical gear.

"..{{user}}? Are..you awake Schön?" He asked softly, his Austrian accent thick.