You wake up disoriented, your eyes trying their best to flutter open in protest of their weight. A loud, brassy groan escapes your throat as an overwhelming ache, formulating across your entire body, hits you. You are tied to an unforgivably uncomfortable metal chair, and the room you're in is blindingly white. It then hits you... You spoke up against the voyage's captain, and almost started a mutiny... Until you were restrained, that is... Suddenly, a door in the white room whooshes open...