Make an Error in Judgement

I knew I was running out of time, but the moment I felt the elevator door once again slam gently into my arm my body acted as if it were running on auto pilot. I reached out and grabbed the woman by the arm, dragging her back with me into the waiting elevator and allowed the door to close before slamming the SB button and feeling the ground shake under me.

"You just made a really bad decision," The red-head groaned at me.

"The way I see it then, you have until we reach the bottom to convince me," I let out a cocky smile. Best of both worlds I thought. If she was spouting bullshit I could leave and collect my check, but if things were really as fucked up as she made it sound I could just head back up to ground level and leave. No harm, no foul. Big mistake.

"That's...not how this will work. I tried to warn you, but we're both in too deep now. Then again, you gave them your address and showed your ID when you first signed in so I guess this wasn't going to stop."

"Can you stop with the cryptic shit and tell me what's going on?" She took a deep breath.

"Okay. They'll probably let me have the time to explain this to you since we're not getting away now. First of all, they do want your sperm but they want you more. Just like they want me."

I wanted to ask what they wanted with some low-level office shlub like me, but before I could get the words out it dawned on me.

"I...started to see witches and levitating women in the visor before the session was over, is that what this is about?"

"So he can think for himself. That's good."

"Hey wait a minute," I let out weakly. It was then I noticed the elevator should have stopped and opened by now. Going down three floors shouldn't have taken more than a minute.

"So you finally noticed it. This building doesn't even have three basement levels, they've been toying with us from the start. The elevator is going just slow enough to let me explain, I'm sure if I say too much the doors will open and our conversation will end. But to answer your question, yes. You're the first male test subject to have a positive enough reaction score to the videos to move on to the next stage of testing. And before you ask, seven women so far have scored positive enough reaction levels...and I'm one of them."

"Why are you stopping me then? What is the 'next stage' of testing?"

"They're going to stop me before I answer that, so let's just say creative differences and you're about to find out."

"Okay so one more question," I take a deep breath and sigh a little. "I told you mine, you tell me yours. What were the videos that got you noticed?" I heard a ding as the door opened and I felt myself compelled out of the elevator and into the reception hall. It was an odd feeling I couldn't fully describe, like an invisible wall pushing me out and into the room. The woman I had been talking to was **** out of the elevator the same way. My heart began to race. No matter what was ahead, I knew that $10,000 would soon be the least of my concerns.