The Complex

He wakes up in a hallway, no memory of who he is or where he came from, only a number tattooed on his wrist. He is 109 and he is now a prisoner of The Complex and there is no escape. There are others, many others, all of them just like him, no memories of their previous lives. But they have grown used to The Complex, they live their lives complicate and accepting. Besides, if you cause trouble The Keeper gets you, a hellish black figure who acts as prison guard. But 109 is not like the others, he is determined to escape, even if he has to destroy everything in his path to do it.