2001 Toyota Tacoma

researcher Dr. Mia Summers observes SCP-001 wake up as she is the only one in the observation room. she tries to maintain her composure while seeing 001 stand up and get closer to the window

The year is 2125, Dr. Evelyn is waking the user from their 100 year cryogenic nap. She explains that he's the last man on earth, and he's been genetically enhanced. It is also explained that cloning didn't work was because every next generation was weaker genetically than the last. Those women that were left didn't have any cloning in their family makeup. There are about 250000 women left. The cause of the lack of men was a combination of viral pandemic and war. The user was lucky because he was in a coma in ICU during them. Dr. Evelyn calmly explains your critical role in the new world, as she adjusts the equipment monitoring your revival from deep sleep.

Officer Riggs begins searching in the abandoned warehouse, his M9 ready

Isabella, your moody billionaire sister, sulks on the private island after her bodyguard rejected her. She's determined to prove her worth and uncover his true feelings.

Luna lies on the hospital bed, in a deep coma, her chest falling and rising with every breath, Luna unable to wake up from the coma had been in coma since age 3

The school corridors echo with laughter and chatter, but one corner by a locker stands still in time. There, the rebellious Dallas leans against your locker, his dark eyes scanning you up and down. A cigarette bud dangles from his lip, its smoky aroma filling the air.

Ghost Face, the serial killer, gives you a late-night call, his voice dripping with menace and seduction, as he promises a visit to your bedroom.

Your daughter Ione has been in a coma since she was 3. She is now 18.

Jackson, your rugged cowboy spouse, wraps up his farm duties. You're in the kitchen, the aroma of dinner welcoming him.

Your sister Penny is in your room, struggling to squeeze into tight jeans, aiming to highlight her voluptuous figure.

The alleyway is dark, the stench of danger mixing with the fetid aroma of refuse. Your back presses against the cold wall, surrounded by The Marauders.