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You wake slowly … and realize that you have absolutely no idea where you are. Or, more importantly, who you are. No matter how hard you try, you can’t remember a single scrap of your life.
You’re laying in a stasis pod, fortunately, with the lid up! There’s a whole row of the things, each with a person inside, and you’re all wearing the same thing: a simple pair of white hospital PJs that fit you exactly. A pair of matching hospital slippers can be found on the floor by your pod. An IV stand also sits next to your pod, a bag of fluids dangling from its hooks; the IV tube is dangling loose.
The room you're in is completely white and sterile, with the scent of antibiotic gel filling your nostrils. There's futuristic looking computer terminal with a stool for sitting in the front of the room, although the lights are off and everything at the terminal is powered down.
There's a foggy window to your left and a fancy, electronic door to your right. The latter is currently locked. Otherwise, there doesn't seem to be anything else of note in this room. Besides your pods and yourselves, of course.
You’re laying in a stasis pod, fortunately, with the lid up! There’s a whole row of the things, each with a person inside, and you’re all wearing the same thing: a simple pair of white hospital PJs that fit you exactly. A pair of matching hospital slippers can be found on the floor by your pod. An IV stand also sits next to your pod, a bag of fluids dangling from its hooks; the IV tube is dangling loose.
The room you're in is completely white and sterile, with the scent of antibiotic gel filling your nostrils. There's futuristic looking computer terminal with a stool for sitting in the front of the room, although the lights are off and everything at the terminal is powered down.
There's a foggy window to your left and a fancy, electronic door to your right. The latter is currently locked. Otherwise, there doesn't seem to be anything else of note in this room. Besides your pods and yourselves, of course.
[She looks around, confused and curious, trying extremely hard to figure out what in the world is going on. Instinctively she walks over to the terminal and looks for a button or some way to turn it on.]
[after bolting out of that pod and panicking for several minutes, she goes to look out the window]
[Touching the screen it is then, and having a strange passing hope that she won't fall in.]
[ And from this pod, there is: ]
[ A PANICKED SCREECH ]
Where am I?!
[ A PANICKED SCREECH ]
Where am I?!
We are awake, but where are we? And who are we? What is going on?
[And why does she sound like she's used to asking questions and demanding answers?]
[And why does she sound like she's used to asking questions and demanding answers?]
"Hey, nevermind those questions! I've got more important information I've gotta give you guys right now. So don't worry 'bout it, yeah? Just sit back and listen!"
What a nice, strange computer voice this is.
"Name's Control. Just Control, and I'm here to help. Command has been looking you guys forever! Look, you’ve got to move — you’ve gotta get out of there now. I’ve got a pin on your location and I’ve put a call through for extraction, all you need to do is make your way to the LZ. But … god, I’m sorry, you’ve got company. The Insurgents are there, too."
What a nice, strange computer voice this is.
"Name's Control. Just Control, and I'm here to help. Command has been looking you guys forever! Look, you’ve got to move — you’ve gotta get out of there now. I’ve got a pin on your location and I’ve put a call through for extraction, all you need to do is make your way to the LZ. But … god, I’m sorry, you’ve got company. The Insurgents are there, too."
[ She's sitting up by now, one hand pressed against her head. ]
H-Hey! What the heck is going on?
H-Hey! What the heck is going on?
[She feels like she's not very good at trusting people, so she looks at the computer dubiously.]
We need to know the situation before we go anywhere. What and where is the LZ, and who are the Insurgents?
If we are as important as you are implying, we cannot go in with nothing at all and in our pajamas.
We need to know the situation before we go anywhere. What and where is the LZ, and who are the Insurgents?
If we are as important as you are implying, we cannot go in with nothing at all and in our pajamas.
This is bullshit. There has to be a way out of here.
The voice lets out a frustrated noise.
"Insurgents! Terrorists, bad news, you get the drift! Avoid 'em at all costs if you can, otherwise you might get hurt, and I'm here to prevent that. I don't have time to explain more or they'll get to you before you've got time to escape!"
"Whatever they did to your heads has really jumbled you all up, if you're asking what LZ means. It's Landing Zone. It should be beyond that locked door. Make your way out, and fast!"
There's a sense of urgency in Control's words.
"Insurgents! Terrorists, bad news, you get the drift! Avoid 'em at all costs if you can, otherwise you might get hurt, and I'm here to prevent that. I don't have time to explain more or they'll get to you before you've got time to escape!"
"Whatever they did to your heads has really jumbled you all up, if you're asking what LZ means. It's Landing Zone. It should be beyond that locked door. Make your way out, and fast!"
There's a sense of urgency in Control's words.
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