MidReal Story

The Facility

Scenario:I wake in a room in a strange facility. My name is Jesse. I am a 28-year old man with long brown hair and blue eyes. I am timid. I am confused due to waking up in a strange place wearing a diaper.
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I wake in a room in a strange facility. My name is Jesse. I am a 28-year old man with long brown hair and blue eyes. I am timid. I am confused due to waking up in a strange place wearing a diaper.
I woke up to an unfamiliar ceiling with a pounding headache.
At first, I thought I had finally made it home.
That the war was over and I could finally rest.
But as my eyes began to focus, I realized I was nowhere near home.
I sat up, confused and disoriented.
I tried to look around but my head began to pound even more so I stopped, laying back down and closing my eyes.
I waited for the pounding to stop before I carefully sat up again.
As I looked around, I noticed that the room was small with a single bed in the center, a bathroom, and what looked to be a glass door.
I didn't have time to process what this meant before the door slid open.
A woman walked in with a cold and professional smile on her face.
"Hello, Jesse," she said calmly.
"Where am I?"
I asked timidly.
She looked at me with a neutral expression before answering, "You are in a facility."
"What facility? How did I get here?"
She shook her head.
"I don't have the answers for you that you are looking for."
"What's your name?"
I asked confused.
"My name is Dr. Eliza Thompson," she answered calmly.
"Are you here to help me?"
She nodded.
The Facility