It's a shame you died and stuff. Now, can we get on with this?
> Fine, jerk.
Shut up and let's try this again... Ahem.
Welcome to the Secret Room, because I simply enjoy announcing it to the whole world over and over again!
You appear to be in some sort of laboratory. All sorts of wacky science stuff in here. No telling what it does. There is a desk to your left, with a bunch of papers and stuff on it. To your right, there is a shelf with several rows of brains in jars, most of them hooked up to a computer on the desk. Which I forgot to mention.
> I don't see any wires.
WiFi. Stop interupting me. Oh, and there is a door in front of you. The room isn't that well lit, but I doubt there's anything living in here besides those brains. Although you can't tell whether they are alive or not. My bad. Also, the door is locked. Maybe.
You have: a black pill, and clothes. Hopefully.
... Oh, and I noticed that the glow-in-the-dark clock now says :59. I could have sworn it said 1:00 just a second ago. Better hurry.