We Are, Bastards

Minho and Brenda, best friends for as long as they can remember, wake in a strange and foreign room. They don't know how they got there, but they know that they don't like the place they are in. Will they manage to survive? Make alliances, friends even? But, most importantly, will their feelings end up being a burden to their survival and distract them from "first you, then the others"?