You're eyes fluttered open, taking a moment to adjust to the dark room. The ringing in your ears steadily began to quiet too.

You didn't notice at first, but you eventually noticed a man infront you, his white coat stained as he aggressively smashed up everything on his desk - he hadn't seemed to notice your awakening yet.

"Another... fucking... FAILURE!" He grunted, throwing a beaker at the wall.

He had been trying to reanimate life, only previously having success with small rodents. You were his first real success, a collage of scavenged body parts strapped to a table with full consciousness.