HellHogs

You all huddle around the screen, waiting to see if anyone enters the restroom.

"Don't worry guys, I made sure to tell my cousin to tell them that the surprise is inside the restroom," says Tom.

You realize even if you wanted to stop this, you can't. Nicole was in for a night...

You hear the engines pull up. It seems like an eternity before they finally turn off. "This better be real man," you hear one of them say. He had a rough, grisly voice. "Otherwise that punk is gonna get it.

"Relax, the kid is trustworthy. He said it would be well worth our while," an equally rough voice replied. He must have been referring to Tom's cousin.

You can hear them slowly walk away, presumably towards the restrooms.

You all stare at the screen intently, waiting for the door on the screen to open. In what feels like hours, it finally does. In walked two very large, very mean looking bikers. Each had torn leather jackets embroidered with "HellHogs" on the back. The first looked to be in his 50's, with a long, graying beard. The other, in his 40's, with a bushy mustache and relatively clean neckline. Both had large pot-bellies, But that didn't mean they weren't muscular. There arms were positively ripped.

You take a look at the screen that shows Nicole. She has heard the restroom door open. Reality seems to have struck her again, as she is now desperately trying to get free from her binds. It isn't working, and all she is doing is drawing attention to herself.

"Isn't there supposed to be be FOUR?" questions Miranda. "She will fail to task if two more don't show up," she says with a smirk.

"Maybe the other two are on their way," replies Tom, too busy anticipating what was going to happen to Nicole to really think about the question.

You too, are watching the screens intently.