Your eyes flutter open as you take in your surroundings. You were in some sort of box, what seemed like some sort of human-refrigerator— it was really just a strange box you were in. You looked around to notice there were six other people in front of you. Where the hell were you? And why couldn’t you remember anything about yourself, or how the hell you had managed to get here?

“Good morning, sunshine.”

One of the women with brown hair spoke up in a sarcastic tone, a small sigh her left lips. Her arms were crossed over her chest. You looked around you, seeing everyone else. She still seemed to stand out to you.