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Chapter 3 by joshman110 joshman110

Where does it take you?

You have no idea.

Before you can climb into the car, You feel a sharp pain in the back of your head as everything goes black. Somebody must have knocked you out!

Eventually, you come to. Slowly, things begin to come into focus. You're not on the street you were before. Far from it.
You're in a room. It's small. You bet you could only fit three or four other people in here. It looks kinda like some type of hospital room, but it's not in the best shape.
The walls are white or were supposed to be, now turned yellow from age. No windows in sight, but there is a door. It's closed and looks to be locked with what seems to be a keycard-type lock. Overhead, a single LED bulb lights up the room. The blue light seems to expose every inch of dirt and grime in this room. It's ugly and doesn't make you feel any better. Not that you expected it too.

When you try to move your body, something stops you. Looking down, you find that you are fully naked and strapped to a gurney, not unlike those in a hospital. The sheets under you appear stained. Not with blood, thankfully, but with something you cannot identify. There is a patch of something wet right underneath your bare ass. Good news is that you still seem to have all your limbs still. Both arms, both legs and all 7 inches of your dick. Although, whoever put you in here seems to have completely shaved off your pubic hair. Also, when you turn your head, you feel that all of the hair on top of your head is shaved as well.

Beside you, one of those portable heartrate monitors is strapped to your arm, steadily beeping along with you. Uh... Good to know you're not dead, right?

You call out.
"Hello?" "Hello!?!" "Where am I?" "What's going on?"
The beeping beside you starts to get faster. This is not okay. You don't know where you are or how you got here. You want to go home but you don't have a home to go to. But at this point, you don't really care. You just want to get out.

Your cries seem to be somewhat answered when you hear some voices outside the door.
"Is someone there?" you shout.
The keycard reader chirps and the door swings open.

Who is it?

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