The future

I wake up slowly, my eyes trying to adjust to the darkness. When they finally do, I look out of the glass chamber that I'm in to sew a large room spanning before me. There are other glass cases around the room but I am seemingly the only one awake. I hear a door slam, muffled by the glass and metal around me. To my left I see a man walk in with a young female assistant on his left side and another man in a lab coat on his right. The man in the middle is wearing old baggy clothing and looks like he hasn't had a shower in weeks. I instinctively close my eyes most of the way so I can still see what's happening in the dimly lit room.
 I hear the doctor's assistant say, "Are you sure he's the one?"
 "Yes," he responds solemnly, "He's definitely the one. He is the only one that has woken up."
 As he finishes saying this, the two strap the man down onto a table and they begin cutting open his skull. The man is flailing and screaming from the pain. All I can think is, "I hope he really is the one."