Stirring from unconsciousness, your mind is filled with a fleeting sense that you were dreaming. You remember nothing of this dream, except that there was something important about it. But it flees so fast before you that you're left with nothing but the present reality. From what you can tell you're lying on your back, rather uncomfortably, on a rather hard, cold surface. Even before opening your eyes, an unpleasant scent in the air foreshadows danger. Reluctantly you crack one eye open a slit, just in case there is anything hostile nearby. The room is dark, however, and at first you see nothing.
A few moments pass, however, and you acclimatize to the darkness. You appear to be inside a building, and there are no windows, meaning you cannot tell time of day from here. There is no movement inside this room. Slowly, you fully open both your eyes...
...and stifle a scream.
Beside you, to either side, are bodies. They're so very still, and cold. You can only guess that they are corpses, and have been dead for some time. Why are you here? You're not dead...
or are you?