"Time's up."

"Time's up," the man at the huge door declares and locks the door with his key. Almost at the same time, a group of servants in livery enter the room silently, walking towards the pitiable group of guests, who all retreat apprehensively, until you are all grouped together in one spot.

"I am sad to inform you that you didn't make it in time. You all failed the task," the doorkeeper declares. "You will, of course, take part in the ongoing festivities, but you have forsaken your right to free movement."

A few people from the group begin to whisper agitatedly, one young woman even starts to protest but is silenced by a simple gesture from the doorkeeper.

"You all signed contracts which are binding. Opting out will come with a hefty price tag and will also be quite harmful to your career - as I am sure you are all aware. I suggest you submit to the following procedures peacefully and willingly. The men here will help you to get dressed properly. May I kindly ask you to take off your clothes."

His voice makes it very clear that this is not a request. The first people start to follow his order reluctantly. The young woman still resists. You admire her defiance, but you wonder at the same time how much she might run into trouble here.