>State name and rank
You cannot recall a shred of identity... whenever your inner gaze reflects the past, a storm of plasma erupts and disrupts the thoughts. The world dies away and you become pain. The memories have been replaced with nightmares.
Another nightmare rears its head. A vague memory appears, but it is no solace - the memory is of a society, collapsing under its own weight. The recalled memory will no doubt go on to fuel further nightmares.
Now that your eyes are open, you begin to take in some of the room. You believe the apple brand macbook belongs to you, and the pant as well. You contemplate getting dressed - yet with nobody else around, the shame of nudity has not yet settled in.
>Open your online internet web browser page and enter your automated electronic mailing system to gather clues about your identity.
The macbook has been activated. The screen looks odd.
The screen is severly damaged. Visibility on this device is limited. Regardless, you press on in the hopes of discovering something about your identity, beyond the blistering pain of the nightmare realm. Without an internet connection you will only be able to read previously downloaded messages.
You can barely make out any words because of where the window spawned. The hunger in your mind continues to gnaw...
>Eat pant to appease hunger.
YOU HAVE EATEN, BUT YOU HAVE NOT CONSUMED.
YOU ARE HUNGRY