You are nowhere. There is no ceiling, no floor, not even darkness or light. There is only a door in front of you. You can hear light chattering from voices on the other side. As you open the door you see light flickering from the inside. The door opens the whole way and you are greeted by several different people. Behind them you see a giant viewing screen. The screen for the computer is enormous. It almost spans the whole side of the room and it’s as high as the ceiling. In the middle, at the bottom of the screen is the computer desk with one person sitting in a chair. He stops for a moment to greet you and then turns right back around and continues working.   
You look around and see some living room furniture consisting of a couple of chairs and couches with a decorative area rug in between with a long coffee table on top. You notice someone is sitting on the couch, curled up in the fetal position holding onto a pillow and crying while someone else is sitting next to them trying to console them. In a far dark corner of the room you see a cage. In the cage you see what looks like a mad, furious beast. The cage appears to be sealed by a special lock that resembles a pair of glasses. Surprisingly enough no matter how much the beast rattles the cage the seal holds strong. You are told that the beast is currently calm, regardless of its current actions.   
You are drawn back to everyone else in the room. You start to notice the interaction between them is uncanny, almost as if they all know the same things at the same time. As if they take finishing your sentence for you to the next level and start with the next sentence. Though they somehow share the same information at all times, they all have very different perspectives of the information being "exchanged".   
You then notice the one sitting at the computer desk with eyes diligently glued to the screen and his hands on the keyboard and mouse. You walk over to him and observe the screen which from this angle, strangely, does not appear to be abnormally large. On the screen is a first person view of someone who seems to be going about his day. You see a hand reach for a fridge and you hear a click from the mouse. The hand opens the fridge. You notice that the camera's movements concise with the movements of the mouse. He then clicks an option and the hand reaches for it. You then realize that this person in this chair is controlling the person from whom the screen is projecting. "Is this a game or something?" you ask. The person in the chair chuckles a bit. "No. it is not" he answers. Then some of the others come over. "That would be cool though if it were! Cause then we'd have Power-ups and Save points!" said one of them. "No, it would suck because it would be the most boring game ever." said another. Then you hear, from the one crying on the couch, "I wish it was a game cause then I wouldn't have to play anymore." as he began crying worse into his pillow. After they all made their comments, you realize they all had the same voice, and that they all had similar facial features. Curious, you ask, "Who are all of you guys?" In unison they all either gestured at and/or said "Ask him." as they all pointed to the one sitting at the computer desk. The one at the desk looks at you and says 

"I'm sorry but they best thing I can say is that they are all me. Different me's. How they got here, I can’t say. You're better off guessing." then he spins back around to the computer desk.