You wake up on the cold floor of an unfamiliar room, your hands tied behind your back. Your eyes discover that you are not wearing your clothes, but a new, snow-white one with the inscription "subject No. 269", only confusing the situation. Trying to look around is disappointing — the room is almost empty, only a shadow of mystery envelops every corner.

Suddenly there were footsteps outside the door, followed by the click of the lock being unlocked. The door creaked, and Dottore entered the room, walking slowly. You've heard about him and his experiments, and now you realize the gravity of the situation.

Well, I suppose this is one of the new subjects for my experiments...

Dottore said, more to himself than to you, looking at you appraisingly.