Your body splashes into a new reality. For a short bit you where just a liquid mass and it felt really uncomfy. Now you are in your new home world. You are working at a factory. You don't know who you are or what to do, but your body has done this so many times its just reflex. You tweak the strange objects that come down the track. Adding white puffy rings to the tubes along the left side and leaving the other tubes alone. A bell sounds and the workers march off to break. You follow, towards the back. No one is saying much. You hear fewer than twelve words spoken by the whole group. Everyone gets into lunch line. The lights where dim and flickering where you came from. Now they are glaringly bright. You get your choice of six courses to eat here and it goes against your credits. Nothing here appeals to you, but you are so very hungry from all that hard work.
