Wake up.
The sound was blared through speakers in the white-lighted room. The only man woke up, his nose scrunched and his head pounding.
"Oh... Fuck... Ouch—" He muttered out, slowly getting up, trying not to get too dizzy. He had a look around the room, and then directed his gaze towards his clothes. A simple brown-grey jumpsuit. Some inscription was written on his chest. 'SCH1', he deciphered. Not too sure about what to do or where to go, he started looking for an exit. Six trapdoors were at his disposition. He started by opening the one on his right, leading him to another cubic room, only... The walls shined red. He carefully made his way inside, the trapdoor instantly closing behind him.
"What the?" He said, and those were the last words he ever uttered.
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