“Time to wake up, Jacob.”
I don’t know how long I’ve been here. I’ve hardly aged. My body is a man’s body but my face is young. I look like a boy. I look like the boy I must have been when they took me but my muscles are taut and hard. My abdominal muscles are defined. I feel perpetually ready to leap or run or fight.
“Today is an important day, Jacob.”
I eat my breakfast and drink my water.
“Why is it important?” I ask.
“Today you meet the others.”
I drain my water and wipe porridge from my lips. I dress in the fitted white jumpsuit I wear each day and I leave my unit.