Carelessly, you do...

You sigh and lean back in the chair, scratching the back of your head. Whilst this was extremely odd, you didn't feel that there was any reason to particularly care. For instance, you didn't even know your own name, nor did you know if anyone would actually miss you.

"Your name is Joseph Duke. Twenty-One years old." The computer tells you, abruptly. The voice was deep, likely belonging to a male. "A mother and older sister. No partners."

"How... wait... what?" You utter in a dazed state. "How do you-"

"Hurry the fuck up! You're supposed to sign the goddamn document, not spend a romantic afternoon with it!" The maid calls impatiently. This jolts you out of your daze and you exhale, slowly typing it into the document.