You wake up in a damp, dimly-lit room with no recollection of how you got there. Something heavy constricts your neck and bringing your hand up, you feel something cold. Slightly alarmed, you get up from your bed and walk towards a mirror on the wall. A metal band, blinking green light every few seconds is around your neck with a number embedded in it. You try to pry it off but it is stuck firmly.
As you stare at your reflection, you try to remember how you got to be in this situation...but your mind is blank. You gasp as you realize that you can't even recall your name. Did it start with a 'C'...or was it a 'F'? You can't even remember how long you'd been living for or where you came from. Did you have a family? A brother? Sister? Lover?
You jump as the door to your room slides open. A masked man (at least, you think it is a man) wearing protective gear comes inside, brandishing a metallic stick in his hands.
"Let's go, Number ____."
Frowning at being called a number, you want to protest but he cuts you off, threateningly waving the stick in your face, which you noticed had started to sizzle with electricity. You close your mouth and decide to follow him. You are taken to a laboratory-like room, filled with spotless tables and chairs and strange looking apparatuses. The masked man pushes you down on a table and ties up your arms and legs as men in white lab coats approach you. You start to panic, but you feel a prickling sensation in your arm and succumb into unconsciousness.
You wake up again. This time you find yourself in a room along with several other people. As you open your mouth to ask what the hell was going on, a monitor in front of you comes to life and a voice speaks from it.
"Greetings. Welcome to The Sanctum. Do not panic. You have been brought here for your own safety. You are currently underground, safe from the high levels of radiation on the surface, resulting from a nuclear meltdown." The monitor then shows videos and pictures of what it is like above ground. "You have been exposed to radiation and are now under quarantine. This is also the reason why you have lost your memories. Do not worry. We are dealing with the situation and will help you regain your memories."
The voice finishes with, "The collar around your neck is used to monitor your levels of radiation. Every morning, you will be taken to a lab for tests and then you are free to do what you like in the facility. We hope that you will cooperate with us and your stay here will result in a successful quarantine. Thank you."
You are not sure what to make of this situation. Everyone else around you is just as confused as you are. You cannot help but get a sense of foreboding. Something more is definitely going on. What aren't they telling you?