The box, cold hard metal, drags you downwards almost as soon as you regain consciousness. It's completely dark spare a blinking red light on the side of the cage.

Gaining speed by falling, you're lifted from the bottom of the cage and hit the top of it suddenly. The heavy supply boxes slide around and hit the ground up and down occasionally. Sirens blare in your ear, and you can't even remember your name.

It all suddenly comes to a halt. You smash against the floor and the sirens stop in an instant. It takes a moment to regain your bearings, but you don't get a moment. The top of the cage opens and you're met by a harsh sunlight, two pairs of heads peering down at you.

"Fresh meat!" Newt, a young man grins, dropping down into the box beside you.