You wake up on a medical bed, your head aching a little as if it were hit with a bat or metal pipe of sorts. A click had sounded, and you turn your head to see the door open to reveal an unfamiliar, apathetic face.

“Greetings, subject…” The algebralien said in a monotonous voice. Four seemed to be scribbling on a clipboard as well. “I believe for your first day here, we must give you a proper subject name, as well as a cell…”