Стеклянная шестерёнка

It's cold. It's cold, you hardly feel your own body lying on a wet stone pavement. What awaits you behind the impending, impenetrable darkness?..
Maybe it was a bad idea to run away from the orphanage. To think that they would survive in any conditions. Because now they are lying in an abandoned alley, starving to death.
But what if this is not the end? What if fate did not prepare for them a painful death, but something much more terrible?
Metal walls. A web of wires reaching for bright screens. Sharp glare on long thin needles. People in white coats, bright light. Dark hair, arm extended forward. Blindingly white eyes that see through you.
Object number 4217.
Can you find out where you ended up after your body fell on a cold pavement?
Can you solve all the mysteries of this place?