Intro: Where Am I

He awoke from a scream. He couldn't tell if the scream was from him or someone else. He tried to sit up, but his head was spinning and he fell back on the ground. "Where am I?" he thought as he tried to make the ceiling stop spinning. After a few minutes he was able to sit up without falling back, but his head still pounded with every heartbeat. He felt his body. Minus the throbbing in his head he seemed to be fine. "Ok lets focus, Where am I and how did I get here?" The second he tried to think hard his head exploded with agony. He grabbed his head and screamed, which only seemed to make it worse. He rolled back to the floor, closed his eyes and slept.

When He awoke again the headache had subsided a great deal, but his head still felt as if it had been hit with a large rock. When he sat up noticed the room for the first time. A room made of stone. To him it kind of looked like an extremely small basement. A ten by ten room with no windows and a heavy riveted steel door. He was sitting on a cot in far corner of the room almost opposite to the door. He looked to his left and saw a bucket with flies gathered around it. The bucket he assumed was used as a bathroom. "Nice accommodations" he chuckled at his thought. He heard the scuffling of feet outside the door that seemed to stop on the other side. There was three taps on the door and a small panel slid open about halfway up the door and trey of food was put on a little shelf sticking out of the door itself. He stood up and ran at the door. "Where am I!" He shouted at whoever was on the other side. There was no response.
He screamed it again.
Still no answer.
After a few seconds he heard the feet fade into nothing. "Damn" he said and hit the door. There was a small click of plastic hitting metal and for the first time he looked down at the food. As he did so he realized how hungry he was. He grabbed the plate and took it back to the cot. He studied the contents of the trey in his hands. A bowl filled with what he thought to be porridge, a hunk of stale bread and a small plastic cup filled with some horrid looking water. "I'm not eating this," he thought with disgust but after a few minutes of sitting his bellowing hunger overtook his body and he ate the small portions of food within a matter of seconds. He heard a voice behind him "Hey" the voice scared him causing him to jump dropping the trey on the ground with a dull hollow sounding thud. He turned around hesitantly to see nothing but the wall. "Who said that?" he replied his voice shaking. "Over here." as the man on the other side finished talking a finger poked through a small hole in the wall. He approached the wall putting his eye to the hole to see another mans face. His voice was ragged, as was his face. The mysterious man had a dull gaze and looked like he hadn't slept in ages. The old man spoke with a soft voice "So want to know what this place is?"