Oh no, you're not doing that

"I changed my mind," you say, and you turn around. You turn to walk out the door, but the massive form of Reynolds is standing in front of the doorway. He smiles at you and takes a last drag on his cigarette.

"You're not going to go anywhere, darlin", he says as he finishes his cigarette, dropping the smoldering butt on the carpeted floor. He grinds it under his boot and takes a step closer to you. He reaches out and puts a hand on your shoulder.

"Be a good girl and do what we say, and you'll be a real star soon", he promises you. "Fuck around, and..."

You don't want to think about it. You slowly turn around towards the machines again, trying to determine how they'd even work. The man smiles.

"That's a good girl", Reynolds says. He steps back and nudges the door, opening it the slightest bit. "Kyle! She's ready! Get in here".

Reynolds leans against the wall besides the doorway, and a few seconds later a younger, slimmer man comes walking in. He has a camera in his hand and a shit-eating grin on his face.

"This is Kyle", Reynolds says. "He'll be filming"

You squint your eyes. There's a soft clicking noise, and the man keeps grinning as he points the camera at you.

"Smile for the camera", Kyle says as he takes a step towards you.