Axel Kawhena followed the instructions of a woman with a rocking body into another room, with 2 other people. Axel smirked as he saw a hot Inuit lady, but his mood was soured when he realized the crazy speaking girl was in there too. The older woman put her hands on her hips.
"Where are the rest of them?" She asked, seeming annoyed.
"Shit, I don't know lady." Axel said. The woman got out a walkie-talkie, and Axel noticed it was weird that it worked, cuz he couldn't get any reception in here.
"We have an issue here."
"What kind of issue?" Someone said over it.
"Yeah, we're missing some attendees."
"How many?"
"9."
"9?! How the hell did you lose track of 9?!"
"Oh ho, I lost track?! No sir, you were the one in charge of keeping an eye on them."
"Ah jeez, Mary! Alright, I'll figure it out later."
"What do you want me to do?"
"Just continue as usual. Make sure you keep him in line. I don't need this to get any messier than it already is."
"Obviously." Mary says, turning off the communicator. Mary gives a tablet to each person, and then leaves.
After the message…
"Fuck, I knew it was too good to be true. No one gives Yupiks this good of a deal." Sandra says.
"What the fuck are you talking about?" Axel says.
"Are you an idiot? This is a scam!"
"So… There's no Pepperton Academy?"
"No!" Sandra yells. Axel gets pissed and marches over to the door. "What the hell are you doing?" She calls.
"Getting out of here, ya dumb bitch! I've got hoes to fuck!" Axel says, struggling with the door.
"Shut up, asshole!" Sandra yells.
"Whatever bi-AH FUCK!" Axel backs up a few inches.
"What?"
"The fucking stupid door zapped me!" Axel said, then began pounding on the door. He was about to finish tearing it down when the door burst open.
"Oy, shut up you dumb cunts!" A British man said, as he burst through the door. Mary was beside him. Axel charged at him, and The Mate easily got him in a chokehold. He was about to snap his neck.
"Idiot, I just said we need all 3 of them! Do you want to explain to the boss why we only brought 2?" Mary said.
"Aw, bloody hell! I miss the glory days, when they were fun!" He said, then hit Axel with a sedative that kept him conscious but made him too tired to fight. The Mate waltzed over to the other door, which opened into the back of a semi truck. "Well, lovelies? We got places to be, move your feet!" Sandra and Karoline reluctantly helped Axel into the truck.
The three sat down and tried to relax, but it was bullshit. The room was swelling in the collective anger of the three young adults and eventually it was Axel who broke the silence.
"When they open that door, I'm going to kick that dirty fucking Brit's ass all the way back to fucking London. He better pray this juice he put in me kills me." Axel said, boring a hole in the ground with his intense eyes. Eventually though, the three fell asleep, with nothing else to do. They might have slept through an entire day or two, as Mary opens the cargo container. The Mate hops into it.
"Oy, rise and shine lovelies!" The Mate yelled quite loud. The three unconscious young adults did not seem to react. The Mate grabs a bucket of some kind of liquid and splashes it all over Axel, who instantly scrambles to his feet.
"Asshole, pouring water on me to wake me up? What are you, 5?" Axel said, ready to fight.
"Who said anything about water?" The Mate smirked, and Axel began to pick up on the god awful stench of very unhealthy piss. "Agh, fucking gross! How old is this shit?!" Axel said, charging at him unsteadily. The Mate simply turns away, and Axel slams right into the hard wall face first.
"Oy, be grateful! That was me 2003 March Collection! Those bloody fucking towelheads are lucky I didn't use it on them! To be quite fair though, that would probably be a bloody war crime!"
"Fucking hell…" Axel muttered, still dizzy from hitting his head. The girls woke up and stood up.
"Ew, are you covered in piss?" Sandra asked.
"Shut up." Axel shot back.
"Istenem, rosszabb az illata, mint a nagymamámé." Karoline said.
"That goes for you too, 'Hungry' chick." Axel said. Karoline just smiled and rolled her eyes.
"Stay still ye cunts! Time for your hoods." The Mate quickly had shackled each of their wrists to their own waists, and then put hoods over their heads.
"Now be bloody silent as mice. If you scream or yell, I will gladly brutalize you. And then kill you." Karoline didn't know what he meant by brutalize, but she figured it was best not to ask questions. Well, that and the fact she can't speak a lick of English. Mary and The Mate quietly escort the three through what they assumed to be a forest. Their feet were swishing through leaves, and they could hear owls and crickets and other creatures of the night. Then they stopped. The Mate goes up to a tree, and makes sure no one is watching as he peels back a piece of fake bark from a fake tree, to expose a terminal. He types in a few codes, and then a large blast door suddenly springs to life, grinding as it opens to reveal to The Mate and Mary, the entrance to the dropoff point. Then they go inside, and the blast door closes. The Mate finally tears off the hoods, forcing their eyes to adjust to the intense brightness. Finally able to see, the three look around and see a few other fellow attendees from the party trying not to react and wait to see where this goes. "Welcome to The Vault, ye cunts."