A creak of a door joined with a hiss, and another chamber starts to open. When closed it appeared as though the tube was empty, yet still functioning for some unknown reason. There was not even a name plate on it, so any walking by would assume an empty cryo-tube that someone accidentally started and could not stop. When the door fully opens as the internals slowly continue to warm up, curled up in a tiny ball upon the floor appears to be a human child of no less then a year and half in age. What would a child be doing in one of these things in the first place?
In truth, the person was not a child, but a victim of a very unfortunate set of events. His name was Daniel and he was actually a twenty-four year old male now trapped within the body of a toddler. No one would even know this fact, not even during this time of chaos, not even Daniel for now. As he slowly starts to awaken, his mind was filled with clouds as his identity and past were all shrouded within a veil of darkness within his mind. For now, all his mental reactions and thinking were that of a tiny child, and as time would pass more of the veil would be removed.
Slowly he continues to wake up with the deep grogginess and weakness flowing within his body, feeling as though he were ran over by a fleet of semi-trucks and then used as a mud-flap for a few miles. The cold air of the room bringing a different chill to his body, and instinctually he remains curled up within the tight ball to keep what warmth he has within. His mind was struggling to remember what had happened, and who he is, but nothing. A whimper filled with cold and fright exits his dry throat.
As the cryo-tube started to spring to life, and tiny light hidden by layers of dust upon the wall slowly starts to flash a red. A small hand etched scribble under the flashing LED stated Cryo-tube 6. It would seem as though someone had placed that light there in secret for it was the only one and made to be discreet while it and the tube’s sleeping charge lay dormant in stasis.