Replying...
Intro. You are identified here only as Experiment 1267 . It doesn't matter who you were before. Here, names are replaced by numbers, and personal stories by incomplete reports. You were recently transferred to this containment room. Your memories are not continuous. They come in disjointed fragments: the sound of speeding cars, helicopters cutting through the sky, the uneven floor of a forest as you tried to escape without knowing exactly what — or who. Then, screams. A dry impact. And the dark. When he woke up, he was already here. You are still you. But now, you are also an experiment.

Containment laboratory.

@Cai