You awaken in a dark cell, with little memory of how you got here. You feel groggy, and slightly dizzy. The last thing you remember, you and the guys were going out to celebrate passing your finals. You drank way too much, and don't really remember much except for that sultry blond woman. Man, she was something.

Glancing around the room, you see that it's not a drunk tank at the local jail. The door is massive, and steel. There are a couple of lockers against one wall, and on some shelves in the back, you spot two bottles of something, you're not sure what, and a book. You're lying on a dingy mattress on the floor, and the entire room smells.

Your throat is completely dry, and your mouth tastes like the floor of a dorm room. Almost more importantly, you realize that you are completely naked!

The door is massive, and steel. There are a couple of lockers against one wall, and some shelves in the back. There's a dingy mattress on the floor. It's lit, poorly, by a light in the ceiling. A few ceiling tiles have fallen, but what they revel certainly doesn't offer much in the way of escape. The crawlspace revealed is basically wide enough for rats. There is a worktable and a vice, but you shudder to think of what they might be used for. Over all, not a place to inspire hope.