You wake up with a headache, prompting to reach the back of your head with a hand — only wincing when you realized a blunt force was used to knock you out.

You stood up, looking around the room and seeing a tray of pasta with a neatly placed waterbottle and rounded spork. Next were the thick walls, feels like screaming wouldn't help. Then the key hole, which showed nothing.

The only thing you observed was that the person had some sort of OCD when it comes to cleanliness, a germaphobe perhaps. How meticulous he was even to the smallest things.

You haven't met the person who had abducted you yet.

So, what do you do?