"Wake the fuck up!"
Blake's eyes snapped open just to weld themselves shut the next instant as pain took his breath away... Or it could've just been the man's foot embedded into his abdomen. He was sent tumbling across the other side of the room, only the back wall stopped his impromptu flight. His back slammed with a heavy thud before he collapses once more, coughing and gasping desperately for the breath that was knocked out of him moments ago.
He could taste the bile rising up but managed to barely push it back down as he wearily looked at his assailant, a large shirtless black man wearing sunglasses indoors, and more importantly the completely unfamiliar room he was in.
It looked like a storage room of some sorts?
There were heaps upon heaps of cardboard boxes and he noticed a section of fridges like one would expect at a supermarket. His eyes widened as he noticed the unconscious forms scattered around him. At least he hoped they were only unconscious... Oh Gosh. Subtly feeling around his torso he was thankful that he still seemed to have his spleen as far as he could tell.
"Jason! That was totally uncalled for, you didn't have to hit him like that!" A short blonde chick in her mid-20s, or was it 30s? So hard to tell these days with how much makeup people used. She was in a simple blue sundress and her short stature made a very humorous sight chastising such a large and imposing man. He just couldn't find it in him to laugh at the moment.
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"Put a sock in it, Karen"
The lady didn't say anything more after that while Jason pulled out a gun and fired a couple of rounds into the roof. The man was either an idiot... Or they were somewhere that it didn't matter how much of a commotion was made. Blake didn't know which was worse.
He watched as the sudden gunshots served its purpose as everyone quickly woke up from whatever drug-induced sleep they were in.
"Alright, wake up shit heads and listen closely, I'm only going to say this once and only once, capiche?"
His eyes roamed across everyone's form and Blake couldn't help suppress the shiver that raced down his spine at the hawk-like gaze. Any thoughts of attacking the man from behind quickly fled his mind, he didn't doubt the man would be able to pop a bullet or five in him before he could make it even halfway across the room, and although the woman looked harmless enough looks could be deceiving.
"Good! The name's Jason and all you need to know is you sorry lot have been selected to join the fucked up world of kill or be killed. Close your eyes and think back to the last thing you remember, God should have already implanted everything in your brains by now. Once you're done look at the watch on your wrist and everything will become clear."