You look at the walls, scattered with information. One page stands out in particular. "What does TXTI mean?" you wonder. As you continue wandering and reading information, you see a dark, scribbled note stating "TXTI IS ONLY TAG FOR THIS LAB, IT TELLS WHO IS OWNED/BRED HERE!" Well that answered your question. Is this your handwriting? You can't even tell anymore. You've been alone for so long that everything is a blur. Minutes to days, days to months, all a blur. You spot a small, comfortable looking cot and decide it's time to rest your eyes. Maybe things will make more sense when you awaken.