You’ve awakened ten minutes ago in what seems to be a dingy hospital room. It's clear you aren’t dreaming. You have no recollection of this place or how you got here. And worst of all, your infant son is nowhere to be seen.

You are wearing nothing but a sweaty patient gown. You are surrounded by curtains. There is a small pouch on the table. A bag of fluid hangs from the IV stand. A faint yellow light pierces the gloom, but you cannot discern its source. The only sound is the distant drone of an air conditioner.

Please suggest an action.