The man had already been awake for several minutes, walking around his room and taking stock of his surroundings, when suddenly a quite annoying alarm broke the nice silence he had been enjoying. "Guess my body still knew when it was supposed to wake up," he said to himself, "really wish that would have jogged some kind of memory." Talking to himself felt good, at the very least his voice felt familiar. He had awoken with no memory of who he was or how he had gotten himself in this situation. He felt surprisingly calm for someone in such a strange situation, usually people should be freaking out about this, right? He decided to say his situation out loud, that might help him remember something, anything.

"So, I seem to be in a prison of some kind. Clearly I can't have done anything too bad considering they've given me a treadmill and some entertainment which I presumably asked for." Looking over the books and films nothing was triggering a memory, "I guess I enjoy fiction books and nonfiction documentaries as movies? Alright then. Anyways, counterpoint to not being that bad, the room having a camera and this weird collar around my neck say I might be real trouble." He considered trying to pull the collar off but decided against it, "that might kill me, it seems hefty enough to have something inside it."

At that moment he heard a voice calling outside the hallways. He had been so in his own head he had not even considered the fact other people might also be here. Although considering the tone of voice it sounded like they might not have any answers either. At any rate, he couldn't stay in here all day, he was starting to feel hungry. He stepped out of his room and saw the others, the man was huge, like this guy might actually be a real giant. The woman was much more reasonably sized, maybe a bit shorter than he was. "Hello, hi." He made his way up to the others, "hey there, this is probably a long shot, but do either of you know what's going on?"
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