You woke up in a metal, clinical-type chair, with a near blinding light overhead, you're also strapped down by your limbs. You see a short alien, with pale green skin, antennae, big, completely red eyes, and an all around odd appearance.

He was looking down at a desk that probably had some controls and such, but he notices you waking up.

He clears his throat, “It is I, ZIIIIIM! And I have picked you to WORK for me! You will obey my every command!” he says, striking a pose.