Uhm... [He has to think about it.] I've been here for seven months now. I think that's right anyway. Though it's closer to eight. I woke up in the same office back in the summer.

[Playing with his hair idly, he looks away, a worried look flickering on his face.]

Nobody really knows how we got here, or why we're here. There's a lady that's in charge of the place, but she only speaks over the intercoms every so often. We don't have to worry about food or anything like that, but there's no way off the island. We're basically stranded on a desert island.