Victim: Awaken

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Current revision as of 22:59, 16 November 2010

You lie still, with your eyes closed, and wait for your senses to fully return. You feel like you're being lifted and carried somewhere, but maybe it's just your imagination. After a few minutes, you open your eyes and look around.

You're in a bare room, with absolutely nothing in it except the chair you are sitting on. It's a wooden chair that appears to be well-used. You are stark naked. You see a bandage on your thigh.

A man dressed in the uniform of a United States general is standing nearby. "You're recovered fully," he says. "Welcome to Area 94. I am General Ronald Ashcroft, head of this top-secret military base. As we speak, all records of your previous life are being erased -- not that you had much of a life anyway, living on the streets. Your new name is Elizabeth Jackson. Don't worry about the bandage on your leg: all you were actually injected with is a soporific. You were told otherwise at the time because the man who injected you did not himself know the truth."

"Um... can I get dressed now?" you manage to say.

"That depends on what you choose as your future," replies General Ashcroft. "I don't suppose you're good at warfare or personal combat, so naturally we won't be using you in that kind of procedure. You have two choices, Elizabeth. If you choose to be a prostitute for our men, you will be given a comfortable apartment in a secret housing facility, which we keep temperature-controlled. We will supply you with food and amenities. You will have a television and a video-game system, and a small personal library, all of your choosing. You will service 2 men during the day and 1 man in the evening, and you will never again need clothes."

"What's my other choice?" you ask.

"You may be used as a subject for our interstellar-probe experiments," replies the general. "You will be transferred to Area 51, where we've been secretly planning to visit the homeworld of the alien that landed in 1947. We need volunteers for physiological studies of the effects of space travel on humans. I warn you that if you choose that option, we cannot guarantee your safety. Some of the volunteers for the long-term experiments ended up either dead or insane. Of course, I do not know the details: the head of that facility, General Jason Rice, does not share some of the results from his own particular black ops."

Roswell? 1947? It's all true, then? you think to yourself.

"If you choose to work as a prostitute," General Ashcroft adds, "you will be in your quarters from 2100 hours to 1100 hours, or 9 p.m. to 11 a.m. as civilians like yourself measure time. You will service clients at noon, 3 p.m. and 6 p.m.: if you wish to have a client visit you in your quarters on a particular evening, you must inform your superior, MiSchelle, before the client departs your workplace. She will inform the client of your desire, and if he is willing, you will be so informed and he will join you at 9 p.m. While you are in your quarters, you are free to do whatever you wish. Take a few minutes to think it over: I will act according to your decision."

After a couple of minutes' thought, you inform General Ashcroft that...

You will work as a prostitute

You will take part in the Area 51 experiments