Atrix woke up in the middle of the floor in the room, he was startled from his sleep by a vivid dream of what he could not remember. Sitting on the floor for a bit trying to figured where he was and how he got there. Mumbling to himself as he begins to fish around in his pockets for any clue as to what on earth was going on. In his pants pockets was a match book and a pack of smokes. In his shirt pocket he found a wallet, he opened it nothing was inside. "What in the hell..why can't I remember what happen!" Standing up his legs felt a bit wobbly. He began to scan the room, looking for a way out of course. He was a rather tall man, well built with steel blue eyes and short black hair. "I.." He said aloud "Come on man pull it together!, need to clear my head and figure a way out"..