While she's sleeping a low dose of a general anesthetic is teleported into her bloodstream and then she's teleported elsewhere.

When she wakes it will be on a mattress made of some sort of memory foam with built in pillows. The sheets are an austere white.

On the ceiling above her is a small chandelier mounted to what looks like a rather beefy mounting bracket.

The room is largely lit by what seems to be the light of an early dawn through a window behind her.

...Wtf?

...She does not drink anymore so this cannot be a blackout or anything?

...Surely she would have woken up if kidnapped? And who would even bother?

"Pardon me! I demand an explanation!"

"Hello, you have been selected to assist in medical research. We are as yet unfamiliar with your species and therefore unable to provide the full range of necessary medical care. With your assistance we will hopefully be able to rectify this shortcoming."

ALIENS!!!!!!!!

"This has SO MANY implications if it's not a tasteless prank!"

"I can assure you that this is not a prank. As far as I am aware your world does not have access to teleportation technology. As such this should be convincing." A granola bar wrapped in paper appears in midair above her and bounces off her stomach.

She sits up and waves her hand through where it appeared, and scrutinizes the chandelier suspiciously.

"You obviously know English if you're alien! Good! Do that again, from different angles! Please!"

"From different angles? I'm afraid I don't understand."

She's looking at the spot from several different angles now, standing on the bed.

"A single instance of a sudden object appearing could be some clever tricks with painted covers, moving platforms and wires! Circus tricks! Surely more proof would be trivial."

"Ah, you're attempting to see if there is some manner of apparatus." A series of identically wrapped bars appears in midair. They flicker momentarily just before landing and these ones do not bounce instead landing as a neat stack in an alternating pattern. This continues until there are 16 bars.

That is pretty convincing!

"That is pretty convincing! Very well, I accept that you have teleportation technology and something for applying light force remotely, too. Amazing! What a wonder of scientific advancement!"

"Everything I demonstrated was teleportation, just used with some measure of creativity."

"So objects that have been teleported can have their relative motion manipulated? Could you teleport something in such a way that it's moving upward relative to local gravity? What implications does this have for entropy, under my understanding of the laws of physics there is no such thing as a free lunch? Are we in outer space right now? Can I see the stars? Can you cure aging and cancer?"

"Teleportation is able to match the average vector of what's being transported to the surroundings. With some creativity you can use that to accelerate objects but there are limits to what's possible. Our physicists are uncertain if all of our technology respects conservation laws. Conservation of momentum is violated at least locally. Curing age related damage and addressing cancers are both among of my research goals."

"Regardless of your goals, then, though I do wish to discuss them, I am willing! As I'm sure you are capable of finding one cooperative human in billions anyway! The frailty of the human form is perhaps the greatest shackle remaining to our potential! To help remove this chain is something that we should all be eternally grateful for! I now presume that our current location is secret in some way."

"This facility is embedded in the celestial body you may know as Io. I designed this facility for the comfort of you and any others brought to help with this endeavor. If you have requests or suggestions please let me know. This is as you have likely deduced your personal room intended for rest and privacy. Through the door there is a liminal space with entrances to the other presently unoccupied personal rooms, the facilities for hygiene functions and the main common space."

"It's all irrelevant really, compared to the wonders to come. You took me without warning- Am I to assume choice is not involved? That's not great! By cooperarion and mutual respect does society best grow! But clearly you have the power to do so anyway."

"I would prefer willing assistance. Unfortunately, those in charge prefer to present us as being more capable than we actually are which requires research like mine be performed in secret and in advance."

"Hmph! So the corruption of those in power truly is a universal constant! With actions not guided by the common good but instead personal desires!"

"It's a big universe so it's possible that there are exceptions but those I work for certainly prioritize their ability to remain in power over most matters."

"I am a fervent believer in the power of collective action. By working together with those who have common interests with you, the masses can overcome those few who hoard power to greater and lesser extents!"

"That may well be true. I don't believe it applies to our specific situation though."

"Perhaps not, but I know very little of the situation as of yet. The principles of collective action can be flexible."

"Those supervising me consider us both disposable and replaceable."

She flops back on the bed and appears deep in thought.

"Ah, so... It's that sort of cyberpunk, is it? Mind cloning? I can't just give up though."

"You have surmised correctly. Mind uploading for humans is also among the things I've been asked to research."