I wake up gasping for air. My body feels like it's been through fire. It burns. It aches. I gasp in the air trying to realize I'm alive. I look around. There's just blackness and old wires hung on the celling. I reach my arm out. I see a baggy sleeve. I sit up. I look around. Am I dead? There's old wires and old pipes around. There are some blinking red lights. I look down at myself. 

I have pants on that were faintly blue. The same goes for my shirt. I look at my hands. What is this? I feel like I've just been born. I touch myself to make sure that this was me. It feels like it. I feel my neck it was all sore.

My head is... blank. There's nothing I can remember about who I am. How'd I get here? Where even is here? I stand up. Sitting around isn't going to solve my problems, which are many. Pain flashes inside my head. I wince as I grip it. I grab the wall. My legs feel as weak as sticks. The floor feels all cold. Why am I in bare feet? I look at my arms. I see this tattoo engraved on the bottom of my hand. I turn my arm over. I can't make out what it says. I'll have to figure it out later.

I feel around the room. It's small in here. There's this decaying smell. It smells like death. It fills my nose like smoke. I run my fingers around the walls. It's not too bright so I can't see much. Then something beeps. I hear it ring in my ears loudly. There's this red flashing light. I see a door open.