Carry On Asking Questions

Alex carried on asking questions, but nothing she asked gave her any helpful results. A buzzer sounded .

What did that mean?

"Time up oh what a shame first room and you failed so much of a super fan! The drones will be in soon to collect you please do not resist five years oh dear me." A female voice said sarcastically over the speaker system.

NO!

She had failed.

The door at the end opened and Alex made a run for it. In her heels it was proving harder than she thought. She tripped as she got in front of the door way landing right in the arms of a drone.

The drones expressionless gas mask looked down at what it had just caught. Alex looked up at the blank gas mask the glass lenses staring down at her coldly.

It grabbed at her mask pulling it off and showing the viewers the face of a complete loser.

The latex gloves grip her tightly and did not let go of her wrists dragging her out of the room and into the corridor.

Alex could do little to fight the black cat suit clad drone as it brought her further and further down the corridor.

They arrived at a door that opened automatically and the drone **** her inside.

It marched away and the door slammed shut.

Alex looked around the room.

Nothing an empty cell.

Wait what was that in the corner of the room bundled up was a latex cat suit , boots and a gas mask. A drone uniform was she expected to wear that . To be a drone for 5 years.

She did not have much time to think.

A hissing sound filled the room and green gas spewed in.

"Poison gas not good...my drone uniforms are fully hazard proof best get it on quickly or end up deader than well you will see."