"Wake up... no, you aren't dead. You were just knocked out for a while. Quite a ride, huh? Seems like your own creation turned on you... quite a predicament, yes. Oh well... there has to be a cure out there. Why don't you try one of the doors? Though I advise you to be careful... good luck."
All of a sudden, you open your eyes in shock. You look up to a white ceiling, your face drenched in sweat and your chest aching. As you get up, you notice there are doors to your left and your right, extending down a hallway that seems endless. You remember hearing a weird voice talking to you about this... you shake your head, trying to maintain your sanity. After brushing yourself off, you try to remember why you are here... but first, who are you?
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