You awaken, disoriented and trapped in a cold, metal tube-like ditch cell. The floor shakes, lifting you upwards, and a blinding light flashes above. As your vision clears, you see infinite versions of yourself—different ages, bodies, genders, and even forms like zombies or superheroes. At the center of the room is a chaotic pile of random items, and hovering above it is a floating orb that projects a mask. Noteably you can’t leave your platform as you feel an invisible barrier surrounding it as if second nature.

The mask speaks with an eerie, alternate voice:
”Welcome to your survival… last one alive wins. Form teams if you dare, but things will get dicey. Keep it honorable—no cheating or refreshing. Feel free to ask questions…Let the fun begin."

The transparent wall around you vanishes. Some variants cautiously move toward the cornucopia, while others just stand there, watching. Above, a timer counts down for 2 minutes like this is a waiting room, and everyone is thinking the same thing:
What is this? Is this a dream? Why are we here?