Alex slowly opened his eyes. He had a massive headache, but the semidarkness of the room helped. He lay on a hard floor for a while, just staring at the ceiling. He was incredibly tired, and his mind didn't register anything until it had been a good minute or two. Suddenly he thought, 'where am I?'

He moved his head a bit to look around, although that caused him more pain than lying still. So he stayed in this position, staring at a box on the other side of the room labelled "foodstuffs."

His stomach growled at the though of food, but he couldn't do anything about it until the pain went away. Despite his growing panic at being in a strange place with seemingly no outside light, he stayed where he was.