My dream from the dream of.../The punishment begins(scene_1)

the old man sits on the edge of the narrow bed, palms spread out on his knees, head down, staring at the floor. he has no idea that a camera is planted in the ceiling directly above him.
the shutter clicks silently once every second, producing eighty-six thousand four hundred still photos with each revolution of the earth.


who is he?
what is he doing here?
when did he arrive and how long will he remain?