On a long dark narrow hallway were an array of speculated civilians who found themselves lost and kidnapped. Due to the high-end ceiling covering the entire station, lights from above couldn't get past through the depth of the abyss. Lurking shadows were monitoring the whole surrounding as if they were exposed to a heavy experimental procedure. They didn't know why they were here, nor do they know who did this to them.
One man leaned idly to the supporting rail as he began to emit consciousness. He opened his eyes slowly, but he couldn't see anything aside from the black void.
"Mmmhh... where am I?" He asked.
The ground feels very cold. The distinct texture of the rough brittle stone can be felt by his palms. A trickle droplet of water can be heard from the abyss. They are in what looks like a secret underground base where the waterways are connected. Its dome-like covering was largely adjacent similar to the cathedral mall that he built.
