Theo was placed in a cold room where the sun hardly shined. He was bound to the bed so that he wouldn't be able to move.
"I am sorry, kid. Was this not for the betterment of the human race, I would have taken you out of here myself. Alas, we cannot do that for you."
The person helping Theo told him before he left him all alone.
'It's safe to wake up now. There is no one around.'
The same voice that promised to help Theo out before told him, and he opened his eyes to look around his room. He could still not move around because he was bound, but the room did not look shabby.
It was all white and clean, not allowing a speck of dust to be seen in the whole place. It almost made the place look artificial, and Theo hated it.
But the young kid had more important things to worry about rather than his current environment. The more time that passed, the more he was aware of what was going on and what thoughts were.
