As daniel opned the door he found himself in a familiar room. The room had an unmade twin size bed with a black and red comforter. A large game capsule took most of floor space in the room. The walls were lined with various posters from many of the recent popular games. There was a large poster of one of his previous characters, A small boy with sharp teeth. He had a pan on his head and a ladle in hand. One the bottom of the picture was his signature.
On the opposite side of the room was a desk. The chair that went to the desk was occupied by a slighty chunky teenager. He was currently slumped over the desk, on his head was a familiar car helmet.
The rooms door suddenly burst open. Several men in black suits entered the room. Most of them went to the capsule, taking care as they moved it. The remainder either went to the boy at the desk, or gathered the rest of the boys belongings. Daniel desperately tried to log out as he saw the scene. He was witnessing his own kidnapping!
The headset would not listen to him as he repeatedly screamed to log out. He fell to the floor in a panic as he watched his possessions and his very body being taken from the room. He rushed to his feet as he tried to leave. His body bouncing against an invisible barrier blocking the doorway.
A voice sounded from behind him. A voice that had never heard before. The voice sent a shiver down his spine. He tried to turn to look at the voice, but found that he could not move his body.
"What you are witnessing has already happened. They had been in your house since almost the exact moment you sent a message to your friend. They have been watching you, Ever since Guy Wilson, or perhaps we should call him Engi, disappeared. They knew the only hope they had at contact laid with you. But who would have known that you would wait an entire month before deciding to reenter the game."
"You have to choices. From here you can go with them and become there pawn. Perhaps with their help you will be able to contact your friend. Though I highly doubt it will turn out as you want it to. You will be their puppet. You will move when and how they want you to. They will not even pretend to give you your freedom."
The man stopped speaking for a moment. Silence filled the room. Not the regular silence, where you could hear white noise, but true silence that crept into your bones. The sound of your own blood rushing through your veins became a symphony of torment. As soon as it started it stopped, and the man once again began to speak.
"The second option you will still be a pawn. You will still be used. The difference is you will have freedom. You will be forced to act when the need arises, but otherwise you will be free to do as you see fit. You will still belong to the government. They will attempt to control you, but I will give you the tools you need to keep control over yourself. They will of course realize they have failed, but they can do nothing about it. The secrets your friend has access to are far to important to them."
"There is one final piece of information you should know before you make your decision. Guy Wilson had been a member of my organization for a long time. His father was one of the founding members. His training has been completed since the age of 7. If anyone has a chance to make amends with this wronged child it will be us."