You feel yourself float toward consciousness from the black void of slumber as you wake, “What a dream!” you think, as your eyes slowly flutter open. “I feel like I’ve been asleep for a million…,” you think to yourself as you attempt to sit up and are assaulted by the pain that seems to come from every muscle and joint at once. You clench your teeth as you stand, noticing the soft white of the padding that lines the room you are in. “Where am I?” you ask yourself, then out loud. There is no answer. You take faltering steps toward the door. You yank on the handle, but it doesn’t budge. Looking through the small window, you see people in containment suits walking the halls. The window has a label on it. It takes a second to make out what the writing says in reverse, but the picture is instantly recognizable...
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