You woke, blinking as you focussed on the room around you, trying to remember. Your name is... is... James! Jamian, more specifically. Your 23, fit, and yesterday you...

"Glad to see you're awake." Yewman looks at you. He's resolved, and clearly over whatever happened yesterday. Yesterday- you pissed him off and he knocked you out! "So, do you know where you are?"

"I-" You sputter out of talking, because you don't know where you are. You have theories of course, it being subterranean, due to the absence of natural light, and clearly not anywhere you know of, sin-

"You are in your new room, Jamian." Yewman looked at you with an expression of sorrow. "After I took you down, something bad happened. A nuclear attack that almost wiped out your town. Your parents, who we got into this bunker, died later from their bu-"

"Bullshit!" You exploded at the professor, who looked surprised. "You fucking killed them! Didn't you, to get even with m-"

"Silence yourself." Yewman spoke calmly. He looked at you closely as well. "If I had killed them, then why wouldn't I kill you? You are not important at all. Besides, I would never, ever in my life kill my own brother. No whoever did this is after you and me."

"You just contradicted yourself," You speak. "You said that I wasn't important, but then said that someone was after me." You look up. "So which is it?"