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Eventually she said yes.
The entire restaurant has gone silent, her parents are sitting in the corner were she wouldn't notice their presence -Say yes say yes, they whisper. The silence is broken by the main door being slammed against the wall by an old man, he rushes into the scene and yells: Hold it right there madam! Have you lost your- look around you, the restaurant! All of this... This is a setup!
A well suited man in front of her interrupts the crazy old man, he says: I think you entered the wrong restaurant grandpa, security! Anyways may we go on? Guards pop out seemingly out of nowhere as he pulls out a beautiful diamond ring out of his coat. Well well, he says, she looks at him with confusion, he kneels and looks back at her with a gigantic cheshire cat smile. isn't it a wonderful night? He asks. She does not say a word in return, she looks around the place and recognizes no one around the room, she thinks to herself that chandelier looks too casual for a restaurant as fancy as this, come to think of it she isn't properly dressed too.
She looks down at her twitching body, wearing pajamas oddly enough, looks up back again, everything seems too close, she could have sworn there was a couple sitting in the corner a minute ago, and that old man is nowhere to be seen. The man insists: So? will you accept this offer? Yes or no my darling...
"I need to thin- I need fresh air" said the women as she stood up and walked to the door, the man grabbed her arm and said that there is no need to leave the place, "Listen, uhm... you?" and then she realized something. Who are you? she asked, the man still grabbing her arm began to squeeze it, very slowly with his cold bare hands. The rest of the people fell down to the floor in an instant as if they were gargoyles, she screamed and he grabbed her other arm with a sweeping motion, his gaze was frozen and outraged like a dead animal, he drew her closer to press down on both her arms and said: "Just spit it out, say it! yes, say yes for god's sake!" she kicked and kicked but his body was as solid as rock and then she heard a buzzing sound and felt a smash on her forehead.
Everything went dark and suddenly she could move freely, her phone was ringing but still dark. "No no no, put her back on!" yelled a voice in the distance.
She was laying in a hotel bed with a metallic suit on top of her pajamas, wearing a clunky headset blinding her view with small projectors pointed at her stressed pupils. This machines were filled with electronic motors ready to pull and push on every inch of her body with the strength of a truck. Her hotel room was filled with special proprietary equipment being controlled by 3 men, one oth them injected her with some kind of strange fluid so she loose her consciousness for the 5th time by now.
The 3 man yelled at one another, they discussed what scenario would they try to simulate next, the night was ending and she is supposed to leave the hotel in the morning, they only had a few hours and the simulation could take hours to compile, they had tried the "you won the lottery" simulation, and every other trick in the book to incriminate her, they tried to get some very specific words out of her mouth "Yes, I accept" since they had a recording of "the full charges" already.
These 3 men were private investigators, subcontracted by the government, the authorities think she was linked with june's murder, while they were discussing what simulation to play next, one of them asked "Who the hell was the old man after all?"
It was me, I saw it all from the security cameras, I managed to get in their servers to counter spy, she's just a journalist and has nothing to do with the murder! I have the recordings as evidence and all, what do you think judge? Should we pursue?
The judge stared back at me, judge? "We can't allow this conversation to leak" said the judge. That was the last thing I remember until they changed the simulation to a windowless white empty room.
