You... weren't expecting to wake up here.

You were in a sort of white room, like the one you'd seen in prisons, with a tube forced down your mouth---likely to feed you---and metal shackles around your wrists and feet.

You tried to speak, but the tube in your mouth made you gag.

A female scientist---you assume it's Charlotte---walks by you, and she seems to be whispering worriedly.

"Oh, what is the press going to say? I don't have anything interesting to-"

She stops in front of your cell and looks straight at you.