When the three men woke up, they found themselves lying in a strange large room. The walls, floor, and ceiling of the room all emitted a silver-white glow, as if made of some kind of alloy. The room had no furniture, only a few instruments of unknown purpose in the corners. Some red crystal-like objects were embedded in the walls, from which many vein-like red pipes extended, pulsing with a strange, life-like glow inside them.
"What is this place?" Lao Dao sat up, discovering he was uninjured. He looked around, feeling utterly confused about their current situation.
"Fuck if I know," the bald man spat forcefully, then struggled to support himself, stretching his stiff limbs. "This place looks just like something out of a movie..."
"Maybe we were captured by some crazy research organization?" the man previously referred to as Ciwei said uneasily.
