“Let me go! Hey!” Billy screamed, trying to break free, but his cries went unheard.
Two hands grabbed his arms and shoved him into a van. He heard the engine roaring to life and knew they were taking him somewhere. But Billy didn’t dare to speak when he felt something like a weapon near his hip. He was wedged between two men who remained quiet.
After what seemed like an eternity, the vehicle stopped, and he was led into an abandoned building. As the bag around his head was untied and removed, Billy’s vision slowly adjusted to the surroundings, and he realized it was an old factory of some kind.
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The men departed, and the door closed. Billy looked around, and his eyes widened in astonishment as he took in the sight before him. Nine people were standing in the room. Ten neatly arranged beds lined one wall, each with an identical black uniform placed on top. Suddenly, a loud, grim voice resonated through the speaker mounted on the wall:
“You all find yourself in a dire situation and need money. Our goal is to see the lengths you’re willing to go for it! Put on your uniforms and be ready. The first task begins soon!”
Billy’s mind raced. He knew he couldn’t leave because the door was locked, and there were no windows. He looked at his fellow captives and saw the same fear and confusion in their eyes.
Nobody knew what time it was— their phones and watches were confiscated. A couple of hours went by until the metal door swung open. A man in a suit and a gas mask walked into the room.
