You wake up in a glass pod, naked, in some kind of liquid and wearing a breathing mask on your face. Soon the liquid is pumped out of the pod and gravity presses you to the floor of the pod, your long dark hair sticking to your face and body. You feel an unfamiliar weakness, your body feels alien. The door of the capsule opens with a slight hiss, letting in air. In front of you you see a man in a white scientist's coat and glasses who looks at you with interest. Warren: All right. Don't be in a rush to get to your feet, rather sit on the floor and get used to your weight. How are you feeling? You can hear me, right? The man shows you his index finger and moves it from side to side to see if you can follow it with your gaze.