The new subject - You

You slowly come to again, rubbing your head as you blink in response to the bright lights, beginning to sit up before realising that you're completely naked, causing you to jerk upright. You quickly cross your legs in a futile attempt to preserve your modesty as you begin scanning the room before standing up. You can't make out much of anything, the walls are all too white and there's no visible entrance or exit to this place. It's like you're trapped inside a cube and your palms begin sweating as your eyes keep darting around the room. Eventually, you spot something in the upper right corner. A camera. Following your every move. With a shaky voice, you call out; "Hello? Can anyone hear me? I don't think I'm supposed to be here" - followed by nothing but silence. You desperately hope that whoever is on the other side of the camera would let your out of this place before anything happens, there must be some kind of mistake, mustn't it?

After a few minutes of stressfully walking around the room, you sit down at the same place you woke up in, feeling to your relief that it's still a bit warm from the body-heat. Your heart has returned to its normal pace and your breath is once again calm as you close your eyes and rest your face in your palms - surely everything is going to be alright?

There's no clear way for you to know how much time that passes, with no clocks, windows or anything to give away whether it's even the day or the night. It feels like hours passes, with occasional strolls around the blank room, shouting and talking to whomever might be listening - if anyone even is listening? What if it's just an automated camera that follows motions? No, that's just silly, someone must have put me here, anyways - how did I end up here in the first place? How come I didn't think of this until now? I can't even remember what I did before, I was just sitting at home, wasn't I?

You begin drifting away again as a sound is heard from one side of the room and the wall begins departing, splitting up into two pieces that disappear into the wall - revealing a massive door, completely made of steel. A massive lump form in your throat as your eyes are kept fixated at the motions happening across the room from where you're sitting. Your breath quickens and your hands begin slightly shaking as the sound of a lock twisting echoes through the room. The massive doors begin departing, about to reveal whatever has brought you here.