The Chains of War

Chapter 5

A single prison truck was driving down a snowy rody dawrfed by massive mountian tops, cresting overhead. In the rear of the truck there were 4 prisoners. Suprisingly it was a mix of male and female

Darren: *He was resting as well as he could with his arms and legs being sheckled to the seat he was on

Darren: Ugh. We have been in this truck for hours. When is something going to happen?

George: Oh will you shut up?

Jared: Oh fuck you George. You have been the loudest one here

Masie: Guys can we please just get along?

Right as they were about to devolve into more bickering, an armed guard slammed the door into the cab open and marched in

The sudden nosie spooked everyone into silence as the guard walked down with his masked face showing no emotion. He handed letters to all of them before turning and briskly walking back into the cab. Closing and locking the door behind him

Darren POV

What the hell? I thought they already made us sign some stupid letters and NDAs. Eh. Well I better give it a read

The letter read

"Greetings convict. If you are reading this then you have elected to participate in our trials in exchange for being removed from death row/shortening your sentence/freedom upon completion of the trial. With a cash reward upon your freedom.

You have been transported to one of our laboratories, and will be receiving a group cell with fellow participants. Try to get along with them.

Now onto the trials themselves. You will each be given a live firearm and types of grenades. REMINDER. There are turrets with live ammunition in all prisoner areas. They will immediately respond with lethal force if you attempt to harm any observers.

Upon receiving your weapon you will be sent into a special assault course where you will be required to complete several objectives. These will not be told to you ahead of time. Upon completion of this trial you will be escorted back to your cell.

Remember. You have signed multiple NDAs. Breaking them will result in termination. As will non compliance with staff directives.

We here at New Hopes Protection Service thank you for your co operation"

Darren: Of course. Under constant guard, probably by some self rightious nerds

Jared: Well a cash reward does sound nice

Masie: Oh I would love so much to be able to see my hubby after this

George: I don't like that they are not telling us what we need to do

Jared: Well Im not complaining. All I need to do is complete some tasks then, Bam! No death row for me

I felt the truck shudder to a halt. Several seconds later it began descending down

Masie: Huh?

George: Its just a lift, dumbass

Jared: George, you are a grumpy asshat.

The guards came in and began uncuffing us from the ground, before attaching our cuffs together

Mike: Alright you lot. This way now *The guard spoke tiredly, as he began walking*

The man yanked on the chain before leading us down and out of the truck

We were indeed on some sort of lift. It was a large metal platform rolling down an incline passing through rocky tunnels with pipes, struts and other such things alligning the walls and ceiling