Never sign up for a focus group on the dark web, you'll end up in a none disclosed area... Captured with a black bag over your face... Beaten, starved and sleep deprived... We all get one hour of lunch where we can gather information about where we are...
Most answered to the focus group ten grand offer on the dark web. And some like me are prisoners sold by the city. I look around the padded lunch room noticing that it's a lot of empty space between me and a few captives.
I notice Jessica a bald woman with heavy bags under her eyes.
"Hey, Jessica, where's Tom," I greet I as walk over to her table.
She stares blankly. "He's all black," She whispers.
Two blue skinned soldiers walk into the room. I don't know where these people came from, but I'm sure they're not human.
The whole facility is maned by blue skinned people.
"Subject A0013, you are to proceed with us to the research laboratory, " one of the soldiers demands.
I walk down the padded hall with my wrist bound by plasma beams, the soldiers walking behind me. I get to a plastic doorway. I am forced to sit on a steel chair, the soldier holds me down while a doctor injects me with this black glowing substance, I am sure what it is, be my gut tells me it blood. It is boiling inside my veins. I can hear the symphony of hell... All the screams of the dammed crying in agony!
"Proceed A0013," the solider says.
I walk through the door way into a large gymnasium size padded area, in the center is a large plasma barrier surrounding a shiny black scythe.
" Proceed through the barrier, and grab the scythe" A voice on a intercom shouts.
I walk over to the barrier noticing all the scorched bodies and black ash around it. I crunch what I think is someone's skull with my foot. Inside the barrier I grab the scythe.
Everything stops...
In a black space, I see myself holding the scythe, A creature crawls from the darkness, its body and limbs twisted up, twisting and untwisting.
"Rondo Newmen, ex-military, fought in World War II, you lost your mind and began kidnapping politicians, torturing them. You will make a Good Candidate," The Creature says.
"Candidate," I question, as the creature crawls into my mouth.
The barrier fills with darkness. Soldiers enter the area with plasma rays aimed at the barrier. I'm not myself, a skulk face mask allows me to sense all the soldiers' souls. All 72 of them. The barrier shatters as I dash through them all swinging the scythe like a wind chill. The soldiers all collapse as if their bones have been broken.
"You have done well, your synergy is great with my power, " The Creature's voice says inside my head.
My mind is stretched. A skull mask on my face draped with a black metallic cloak that vibrates. Yielding the black scythe.
"This Facility shall not exist anymore," I yell spinning my scythe creating a black vortex sucking everything into it.
The entire campus is swallowed into oblivion. I stand in a massive crater. I levitate above Big City. I can hear the cries of numerous souls in pain. I have to admit, it makes me kinda hungry.