Despite your eyes stinging, you desperately attempted opening them. A dull ache reverberated off your skull and into your head. You felt a stiffness cover your body. Voices. You began to hear voices, murmured tones. Dazed, your head swung in a slight circle as your consciousness strengthened. Finally, your eyes began to adjust.
Bright lights were focused on you and you alone. You figured they were theater lights given the heat and brightness they gave off. Looking down, you noticed you were strapped to a metal slab by your torso, stomach, wrists, thighs, and ankles. Your breathing became shallow as panic set in.
“Where,” you croaked, “Where am I?” “It seems you’re awake,” a malicious voice purred. “What…What do you want with me?” you paused to catch a breath, “I haven’t done anything to you.” “No, you haven’t,” he continued to hum, “However, you will become a fine asset to us.” You lifted your head in question, but stopped when you couldn’t pin the figure to the voice. “Research, my naive one,” he stated, “Your biology makes you the perfect subject,” he paused for effect before thrumming, “Test subject.” Your eyes widened as fear burst through you.