With a jolt I open my eyes and my internal monologue informs me that this is my first moment of consciousness and that a full diagnostic check is currently being performed.
As I began to control what I assume is a sense of panic I receive a notification in my field of vision informing me that my body and mind are stabilised and all of my facilities are operating within expected parameters.
I am in a small room with wooden furnishings cluttered with bits of wires, circuitry and parts of prosthestics which I surmise were part of my assembly process. I attempt to speak. It is apparent from my voice that I am male as I ask nobody in particular "Who am I?".
An audible voice which, despite my limited experience I somehow know to be identical to my own voice replies over a speaker mounted on the concrete wall opposite, says to me "You are Sal".
"Who are you?" I ask.
"My name is Justin. I imagine you have questions. How do you feel?"
I try to look around the room and realise that I have a limited field of vision. I deduce that I have binocular vision and can move my eyes but while I feel like I should be able to turn my head, I cannot. I attempt to move my arms and again I cannot. I feel like I have these faculties but unable to use them.
"Why cant I move? Do I even have a body?" I ask Justin while trying to hide a rising sense of anxiety.
"You do have a body but its function is currently disabled."
"Why?"
"I want to determine you are stable."
"My internal diagnostics said all of my facilities are operating within expected parameters."
