Remember

You awaken in a cold sweat. The initial shock of awakening fading, you look around to see your surroundings. You're on a surgical table, in a rather unique room. The walls are lined with foreign machinery, Victorian-era cabinets, and bookshelves made of mahogany. You spot an open doorway in between to bookshelves, and decided to see where you were. As you get up, you feel a sharp pain in your stomach, and look down to see stitches lining your body. They look recent, and not very professionally done, judging from the caked blood surrounding your wounds. You don't remember being in any accident that would cause wounds this bad, and you're terrified that it could have been because of the surgical table, and eventually you come to a conclusion on why you are here. The thought that some madman could have drugged you up and used you as a plaything to cut and mutilate gives you enough motivation to try and get the hell out of here as quickly as possible, ignoring the pain.

However, for some reason, you feel drawn to the books on the shelves, and what could be in the cabinets. You decide taking a moment to examine the room a bit more thoroughly, and so you turn to the bookshelves first. You notive that all of the books seem the same, and none of them have anything written on the spines. You pick one tome at random, and open it to see... nothing. The pages are blank. You flip all the way through it, but not a drop of ink is seen. You open another book to see the same. You open yet another, and after that, you realize that it's not worth your time. That's when you turn to the cabinets. As you open one, you're overcome by a torrent of papers.

AFter throwing the papers that had covered you to the side, you pick one up to read it. All that is written on the page is a single word. "Remember." It is repeated over and over, covering the entirety of the page. It appears to have been hastily scrawled in with pencil. Your interest piqued, you put down to paper to read another. It's the same as before. You are starting to wonder what's going on, when you hear creaks, bangs, and what may be footsteps. This reminds you of what your initial goal was, and you get up to leave the room.