"Thank you, we will commence work immediately."
"Um... okay." You had hoped that they would at least let you gather some clothes from your house or something.
"You will be given suits, which you will wear to work."
You look down at your T-shirt and jeans, realizing with alarm that Suit basically just read your mind.
"Your current outfit will have to do for today, although it is highly unprofessional."
"Well, I didn't exactly expect to be kidnapped by...." you try to think. Are they government officials? Is this job even legal? How did I get into this mess? You suddenly begin to become very afraid of Suit. Who is he, anyway?
"My name is not Suit. It will become known to you after the procedure is finished."
"What procedure?" you ask, afraid.
"I might as well tell you, because you won't remember it after a few minutes. You will be programmed to follow our every order, and you will do exactly as we say. As soon as the programming wears off, you will be killed, and another employee will be hired."
Fear fills your brain as you suddenly realize that there is a cloth over your face. As you lose consciousness, you think of what it will be like to have no control over your actions. Two years later you are shot and all evidence of your existence is wiped off the face of the earth. Nobody remembers you, nobody tries to find you, because you don't exist.
The End
- mkb
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