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This episode is reconstructed because I haven't seen myself as others would have seen (this happens sometimes).
I had a quite clear, yet not full mental image of myself: a tall white military man about 30 years old, most likely an American.

It took place in the not-so-far future. I woke up from a faint in some kind of secret laboratory, it was full of metal and light that blinded me for a moment. I couldn't make out the gibberish I heard; only separate words that gave me the concept of where I am. I saw two scientists in front of me wearing the same armor as me as me over their coats and almost thought I was transported there to guard them or something, but found myself bound to a stand with no weapons with me. Before I could make any attempt to help myself, a strange creature popped out of nowhere, bashed scientists' heads against each other and tried to strike me, accidentally setting me free.
It, again, wore the same armor (made of strange shiny black metal or, I'd even say, way too polished stone), but was not human. Was not animal either. I saw its face and hands growing white fur rapidly, and it might have, maybe, frightened me, awaking memories of old movies about werewolves, if only it was a different animal. But it was a rabbit.

I had to fight a wererabbit to escape.

Description
This episode is reconstructed because I haven't seen myself as others would have seen (this happens sometimes).
I had a quite clear, yet not full mental image of myself: a tall white military man about 30 years old, most likely an American.

It took place in the not-so-far future. I woke up from a faint in some kind of secret laboratory, it was full of metal and light that blinded me for a moment. I couldn't make out the gibberish I heard; only separate words that gave me the concept of where I am. I saw two scientists in front of me wearing the same armor as me as me over their coats and almost thought I was transported there to guard them or something, but found myself bound to a stand with no weapons with me. Before I could make any attempt to help myself, a strange creature popped out of nowhere, bashed scientists' heads against each other and tried to strike me, accidentally setting me free.
It, again, wore the same armor (made of strange shiny black metal or, I'd even say, way too polished stone), but was not human. Was not animal either. I saw its face and hands growing white fur rapidly, and it might have, maybe, frightened me, awaking memories of old movies about werewolves, if only it was a different animal. But it was a rabbit.

I had to fight a wererabbit to escape.