After passing out last night, you awoke inside a barely lit laboratory, on a simple bed. Behind a lab counter stood a thin old man, clad in a labcoat, intent on observing a blood sample under a microscope. Upon hearing of your grunting, he knew immediately that you've woken up. He looked up from his workstation, a feeble smile present on his lips.

"Ah, you've finally awoken!"

The elderly scientist walked up to you, keeping his hands behind his arched back. He took a moment to fix his spectacles before speaking again.

"I am Dr. Bosconovitch, or Doctor B. if you will. Alisa found you unconscious in a bad part of town and brought you back here. Are you feeling well?"