Dave was lying in a perfectly sterilized room. No windows, no door, but seven huge mirrors. “How the fuck did I get in here?” he thought. As soon as he woke up in this bright white room, he naturally felt uneasy and irritated. Dave suddenly started to feel a strong sense of panic, as he wasn’t really aware of his surroundings. He tried to sit up, but he couldn’t. His chest and arms were strapped to a bed-like, silvery table. Dave’s heart began to beat harder and faster, and his mouth ran dry. So dry that a single drop of water would break up his tongue. “Before I forget: This is for you!”