Backstage

"Mary knows what to do." The receptionist responded while she gathered up the contract and filed it. Maty grabbed Jessica's wrist once again, and walked up to the main entrance to the building. Inside, a large red carpet lead to some steps. There were multiple entrances to the main stage, Jessica had been taken through a maintenence door instead.

Down a dirty corridor they marched, Jessica progressively regretted her choices with each step they took. Backstage was very messy, chaotic and full of producers that ran all over the place. A man in a black t shirt and black jeans noticed the pair and walked over to them with a clipboard. "You must be Mary, excellent catch!" He eyed Jessica up from head to toe with a smile.

Jessica kept her head down, she refused to acknowledge anyone. Her mind focused on a plan to escape. She needed to burn that contract... "So, here's what's gonna happen, you wait with your prisoner here, my brilliant performers will begin once the custom crowd you requested has been gathered, once they say "bring out the prisoner" that's your cue to shove her onto the stage. Don't worry and bonds and stuff, the performers are trained in this field." The man told Mary.

Jessida gulped, this was beginning to sound horrible. Mary agreed with the man and positioned Jessica to the left side of the big red curtain, the reporter assumed that lead to the stage. "Now while we wait here I want you to think about your actions, and especially what they are about to lead to..." Mary coldly lectured Jessica.

Jessica clenched her fists angrily, the reporter felt like a child. "Believe me, I am..."