[ Galen sighs, trying to iron out his nerves, and nudges his glasses up. ] I'm trying to think of like -- a movie, or something, to get this across easier, but -- fuck. Okay. I don't know where we are. There are like thirty of us in this tiny cape town, and nobody's found a way out. There are cameras fucking everywhere, and there are these scientists, and there are two guys here who look exactly like us. [ Following? Sorta? ]