The First Room
"Time to wake up everyone! Its the Bo and Jo show on 92.5 SMD Radio," played from a radio across the room on loop. Paul awoke from a deep slumber quite distracted and euphoric, with a flaring headache. He looked around the room; he was sitting in a chair looking around, but the only thing in the room was three stone pillars with a dial in the middle of the top. All of them had numbers ranging from one to nine, and a red button next to them labeled "lock in answer." Paul looked at the dials with a disgusted look on his face, like he has seen his mother fall before him. The radio still playing on loop, so he rubs his eyes and thinks. Three Dials, Bo and Jo Show, and 92.5 SMD Radio; he had never heard of that station. "It must be the radio station right? Would it be that simple? Who even put this sick thing together?" thought Paul while the radio keeps playing over and over; adding to his headache and rustling his psyche. It took a while for Paul to come to a final decision, but he turned the first dial to nine, the second dial to two, and the third one to five. Flipping the switch without hesitation, because he came to the conclusion that he didn't know why he was here and who did it, so he had no other option but to take a wild shot into the air. The radio stopped, "Interesting," said the voice of an older gentleman, possibly english from his accent. The lights went out and Paul heard noises of machinery all around him; pneumatics, changing air pressures, and conveyors. It was completely dark but he noticed a panel open up on one side of the room, revealing an access hatch. A robotic arm pops down and points a laser at Paul, firing a suppressing dart. He falls back into a deep sleep, with elevator music playing on the radio in the background.