The sleek capsule door slid open noisily before coming to a halt only slightly ajar. The occupant was flooded with oxygen as jets of warm water assaulted his frozen skin.
His breathing hastened as his heart sped up. Muslces twitched, sending signals of agony in protest as his brain whipped commands into the atrophied receptors.
Before long his eyelids began to flutter, shaking loose ice crystals that had formed in his eyelashes. All at once his eyes opened wide and he yelled out in surprise. He flung himself against the plexiglass of his prison. His mouth agape, his eyes wide with terror.
Starbursts swam in front of his vision, black roses bloomed and faded. He lay slackjawed against the door. As he lost his grip on consciousness he saw three large men approaching through the breach of the capsule. His lips tried to move, a scream welled up in his throat and died as he faded into the abyss.
He awoke an indeterminable amount of time later, suspended in mid-air by apparently nothing at all. A disembodied voice asked if he was hungry.
"No..." he said, in a hushed whisper.
"Good" the voice said cheerily, "the feeding sub system refinements must be working nicely."
"Where am I?" he tried.
"You're about to be released from CryoTech Labs. You paid us, a then start up company with a few flashy gadgets, a sum of five million dollars to get you into the future, and you've arrived."
Before he could speak again a large door opened. His body was whipped forward and he gazed upon a marvel of technology and engineering. A city of spires and mountainous structures swam into view. His eyes were dazzled by twinkling lights. He watched strange vehicles darting about the base.
"Welcome to 3045" said the voice.