Pick your poison

The awakening

Daniel's eyes opened to reveal a strange yet familiar room. Although he couldn't see he could make out a rectangular shape. There was a slight shock and the shape sprang to life revealing itself to be a television. Three words boomed around the room
'Pick your poison' the voice was echoey and hollow the words almost fading as soon as they were spoke. As these words bounced around Daniel's ears he wondered what they meant. Before he could work it out, a figure appeared on the screen of the TV. The figure was completely black even though the room behind him was brightly lit. Its fingers were elongated beyond humanly possible, its razer-like fingernails adding to their horror. In fact everything about it seemed to be beyond what anything could do. Its neck stretched and skinny, its body short and narrow, its arms looked constantly broke and -from what he could see- its legs were just bone.
'Hello  Daniel, glad to see you're awake. You're going to be very famous as the rest are'
'The fuck are you talking about'
'Such language Daniel. Tut tut what would the others think?'
'Others?' The thought of other people being in the same situation as him gave Daniel the creeps. the things voice drastically changed into a sort of doll like high pitched voice
'Oh I'm getting ahead of myself again! hehehe' Daniel was beyond confused now. What the hell is this place? What the hell is that thing? Finally, his last question slipped out cutting off the creature's laugh
'Who the hell are you?'
'Oh silly me I've done it again, haha, I am...Not that dumb' the creature chuckled, but completely differently this time. The last laugh was high and shrieky but this is dark and threatening. Daniel wanted out and as quick as possible. Slowly, Daniel stood and then ran at the TV. He kicked as hard as he could at the TV and it went flying across the room.
'That hurt you little shit!' Then something happened that Daniel could not believe. The TV stood up. It grew to around nine foot, towering over the 5"9 Daniel.
'You remember the shock that you woke with? Well, that's so you don't do shit like that. And I can't make an exception for  you... So Pick. Your. Poison' as each word was said three cups appeared on the floor in front of Daniel. This was when Daniel realised where he was
'M... My house?'
'Yes and no,' the high pitched voice returned 'while it looks like your house it is just a mere replica like the rest of the rest of the rooms,' there was the third mention of others being here.
'Now that the exposition is done, pick your poison!' The cups appeared to hold three different liquids: a completely black drink ('must be coffee'), a clear drink ('vodka?'), and a sort of green thing.
'What is the last one?'
'Oh that was meeee sorry I just had to make it green'
'That doesn't answer my question'
'I'm not allowed to tell the other guy is sooo strict' Daniel stared at the cups for a while and finally decided on the coffee to wake him up, even though normally he'd pick the vodka. He picked it up. Sipppp.
'So what was the point of tha-' Daniel felt really strange... The shock happened again but that's not what made him feel strange. Then his throat closed up. Daniel grasped at his throat and gasped for air but it was too late. The last thing Daniel heard was the combination of the two voices revealing what had happened
'You didn't pick YOUR poison'