You are an anomaly, a person who is either born with a mutation or power, or developed it over time. Anomalies have little to no rights and are normally shunned. You live in Japan, the area that most anomalies have the easiest time living in because of the advanced technology but also supposedly having the cruelest facilities, trying to get back to your group to move locations before you feel something in the back of your neck then pass out. You then wake up inside a white grid room with some couches, mats, what looks like toys and a few doors around the rooms. You also see some people, there seem to be a lot but you can't really make them out at the moment, maybe ten or more, some still unconscious and some up and talking with each other. You suddenly hear a cute but blank female voice through what sounds like an intercom

Head Researcher Arisa: Hello, hello, Arisa speaking, though everyone hearing this doesn't know me. You all are the new anomalies captured, your ranks will be evaluated and your IDs put in mail by a researcher, sit still and try not to get shot The intercom goes silent

(Describe the nature of your anomaly to continue)