I am a medical experiment patient. I don't know why, or what for. All I know is one morning I wake up to a whole bunch of strange people staring at me. They all wore doctor's hats and wore scrubs stained with something brown. Is that blood?! I look down at myself to see that I am dressed in a nightgown. I glanced up uncertainly. "Where am I and who are you?" I ask the crowd. A tall, handsome doctor stepped forth. "You are in the OR. I am Dr. Doddson but you can call me John. You also used to know me." He sadly stared into my eyes. A young blondie with upturned eyebrows and a smirk on her face walked up beside me. I instantly disliked her. "Your name is Marissa. I'm Dr. Doddson. You have already met my husband it seems." The blondie shot an angry glare at her husband. "Joy. Well if you don't mind, I would like to know what I'm doing here." John suddenly looked a little scared. "Marissa we can't tell you why you are here. All we are legal to tell you is that in your... previous life you were well... how do I put this? Your body died. Your brain was fine and was still functioning. You are also 53 years old." What?! How am I 53?! I feel like I'm not a day over 20! What happened?