7.

I wake once more in this familiar room, 
Questions swirling, purpose unclear. 
Who brings me back, and to what end? 
I seek out Cipher, hoping for answers to appear. 
A third ID given, no change in how I feel, 
Wandering lost, pondering what's real. 
Returning to my room, a choice not made before,
The walls turn red, a voice speaks I shall not ignore.