Plucked from your home, you sit in a holding cell. It's empty aside from a beige steel folding chair and an accompanying table. In front of you, a dark opaque window looms. After what feels like an eternity, someone finally speaks to you. A firm and exasperated voice echoes from unseen speakers, as if she's tired of the same routine Greetings, I am Junior Researcher Dr. Angela Weaver. You are confused, yes? Your questions will be answered soon enough. Let's begin. Do you know why you're here?
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