The Mall

A busy American mall, filled with people of all ages on a Friday afternoon. The usual work day was coming to a close and the masses were out and about getting their weekend shopping out of the way. Some came for the food. Others for the goods. All in all, the bustle of the seemingly normal looking mall was in full sway by the time the clock struck 3, and that was where the usual normality took a turn. In the central courtyard was a large traditional bell tower that tolled every hour of the day, an iconic location beneath a massive skylight that had been there since the building's completion in the 90s. As the bell within tolled three times, any woman who could hear the chimes lost their perception of time for the decisive seconds within. When it was over, they resumed their lives completely unimpaired and unaware of their sudden pause.

The first that would happen was when male staff around the mall would begin chatting away with customers and bystanders. The topics would be seemingly random and innocent, until they led the women to remote areas to fuck them however they wanted. The mall was designed in such a way where there were multiple hidden corners and 'empty' rooms where security cameras cannot see. The women went willingly, and did whatever the male staff wanted them to do, believing everything they had to say. Some time later, the male commuters joined in, taking various marks away to use for their amusement. The few affected men would simply ignore what was going on, seemingly unfazed by the change in behavior. These were usually the husbands, boyfriends and relatives, and they only saw their women leaving public safety as an unannounced errand.

The event only continued for two hours, ending completely by the time the bell tolls its 5th chime. When that happens, the women would simply return to their day as before they went under, clothing themselves and cleaning, before going back out into a continuing world with no knowledge or care about what happened to them.