You awaken in total darkness. For a brief moment you are in a state of panic, and then your eyes snap open. All that you can see is green, and the occasional bubble. Yet that is about to change. The liquid that you seem to be drifting in is draining, the volume of it reducing slowly until it drains into the bottom of the small container in which you seem to have been housed. You don't know why you are here, or even who you are -- but you are awake now. The glass, which now has come into view to reveal a roomful of similar cells, some empty, some with people floating inside of them, shatters, and you stumble to the cold floor.
830 by Joshua Mandell
Release 1 / Serial number 130708 / Inform 7 build 6G60 (I6/v6.32 lib 6/12N)
You are within a chamber full of cryonic cells, where some people are still housed asleep. You cannot wake them up, you know -- though you have no memory of who you are, you do have memory of the training you were given; though when, why, and how you were offered this instruction in whatever it is you were being instructed in, you are clueless of. Your own cell has a marker above it, reading "830." To your south is a corridor, though you do not know how far east or west that corridor goes.
You might want to pick up the standard blaster.
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