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Current revision as of 01:09, 20 April 2015
"Shut up," Utters the large man holding you. A moment later, you feel something slam against the side of your head. With that, your are out.
A pothole in the road allows for the bump that abruptly wakes you up. You can't see anything through the bag, and have no idea where you are. You can hear the rumbling of the engine, the chatter of the woman to someone on a phone, and the occasional grunts of another man.
The vehicle squeals to a halt, and a door opens next to you. A hand grabs your shoulder and another your arm, and you are yanked from the car. For a moment they drag you, before they wait a second to let you get your feet on the ground so that you can walk. Once your feet are planted, they resume moving you and set you in a chair.
Light floods your vision when the bag is removed from your head. As your eyes adjust, you see a man sitting on the table in front of you. As he comes into better focus, you can fully see him. He is a tall man wearing a business suit. He holds a good posture, even while sitting quite casually. He stares at you with a face of judgement.
A moment later, he begins to speak.
"So, you were the man with the key card? You know what? Don't answer- that was rhetorical; of course you are." The man takes a long sigh and stands up. He walks around the room before turning back and pointing towards you, "Do you have any idea how many good men died to get one of those cards? No, all those stupid attempts to get in... all the security changes... and then, there you are!"
You look at him, confused.
"Of course. No. You don't know what I'm talking about, do you?" He looks at you for a second, before walking back to the table. "Silence means no, I suppose."
"Are we going to kill him?" A man walks in the room, asking, "Now that we've got the card? We need to show them, right?"
The man in the suit chuckles a bit, "I don't know, I guess it depends on how he cooperates."
"He was quite nice about the whole kidnapping bit; a true gentleman," the woman from the street says.
"In that case, he's fine for now," concludes the man in the suit.
Look around the room but stay silent
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