Seekers n' Hiders

It was any other regular morning, I woke up, took a shower, brushed my teeth, the usual. In the middle of making breakfast, I decided to turn on my TV to see what was going on in my community.

"We are here to provide further details on the strange rock that has crashed on to our planet, officials stating that this may very well be the first sign of extraterrestrial life." The news reporter said, as I watch a bunch of guys delicately handling the strange rock.

Suddenly, the rock cracked open. I freeze along with the men on my screen, wondering what could this possibly mean. Nothing happens after a minute and for my own sanity I turn off the TV, I rather be ignorant of whatever that thing is.

As I finish my breakfast and put my plate away, a digital screen suddenly appeared, scaring my soul right out of my body. "Jesus! What the fuck is that!" I say, clutching my chest.

The screen showed me a wheel, one side said Seeker and the other side said Hider. It spun for awhile, until it landed on Seeker and the screen began to change with new words.

"Your current team is the Seekers. You'll be given targets at random and your goal is to find them, make them submit to your prowess, and fill them up. Failure shall result in your defeat and you will be made into a mindless individual, losing all sense of self. Good luck and happy hunting."

I reread the message several times, trying to wrap my head around this. A new screen appears to my left, it showed a picture of my neighbor, Mr. Williams. On top of the photo it said "Target", big and bold. Before I could get any more confused, a knock on my door snaps me out of looking at the screen.