You find yourself strapped face down to a bed, the mattress scratchy against your skin. A thin sheet covering you, the room dark with no obvious windows or doors. It suddenly lighting up, blinding you, as a door opens and closes back behind you. A figure stepping in your line of sight for a moment, their face covered by a surgical mask hiding their identity. Their gloved hand going up your back, moving the sheet out the way, their voice seeming to come from all around the room this is very simple, you listen and obey, and then you may leave. Argue and we start over until you learn to obey.