The Ouroboros Project

Introduction

The air is thin and stale. Your choking brings you to consciousness. Instinctively, you know that you are in a different place. You try to move, but find that your body is restricted by a soft, cold glass-like coffin. More coughing brings new discoveries of pain. Why does your throat feel for raw? Your hands are weak. Slowly, your vision sharpens into focus.

The ancient symbol of the Ouroboros is enscribed above you. A dragon swallowing its own tail and forming a circle.

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It takes all of your strength, but somehow you manage to burst free. You muscles are lethargic, but you try to stand. Are you a prisoner? Were you drafted? The strange green uniform you wear has no identification of nationality or function, only a strange patch containing an image of the familiar snake with the caption, Ouroboros Project, Hutch 32.

There are people here, from different times and different places, and none of them seem to have any more of a clue than you do.
How will you survive in the world? Can you escape? Do you even want to?

Author's Notes

I very much wanted to create a Genre Mystery that wasn't a whodunnit mystery. I wanted to create a setting mystery. And that is how the Ouroboros Project got started.

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