Forcefully dragged into "Become a turd!"

Vanessa turned back around and attempted to step through the messy street. She'd done so well so far, her being lightfooted allowed her to avoid all the turds. She looked to her left, spotting a small abandoned shop with a sign saying "become a turd!". Vanessa cringed. "Yeah no thanks." She turfed her nose up and continued to walk.

Vanessa stepped onto a piece of cobble in the road. It suddenly lowered, as if she'd stepped on a button. Mechanical arms suddenly shot out from the store she'd just walked past. "Thank you for volunteering!" A joyful male voice announced, while Vanessa shrieked. "NOOO!! LET GO OF MEEEE!!!" Vanessa yelled as she was hoisted in the air and pulled over to the store. "Noooo!! Please!! I don't wanna go in there!!!" She pleaded with the arms, but they didn't listen to her.

The double doors opened, and Vanessa was thrown inside. There was a main lobby which was completely run down, but the arms carried Vanessa over to a conveyor belt. Her ankles were clamped onto the belt, while her wrists were clamped to a railing above her head. "THIS BETTER BE A SICK FUCKING JO--" Vanessa was suddenly silenced, as a cloth was shoved into her mouth by another arm.