CHAPTER 4
I remember blinking my eyes a few times and wondering if the whole interview had been a dream. It took a few seconds for my memories to load up and my brain to switch back on before I bolted upright in the cot. For a moment, I feared I had been the only one who passed out, but while peering groggily around the room, I noticed the rest of my comrades were still comatose.
It struck me as odd that all of us had been rendered unconscious by the inoculation, but that was quickly overshadowed by the realisation that we were no longer in the same room. We were in the exact same order, but everything appeared completely different. Those sterile, white walls were now grey; the large luminous lights now dim and much smaller; and our standard-issue folding cots replaced with medical beds
