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Kidnapped

Jarod woke up and looked around. No, it wasn’t a dream. He wished that he could go back to sleep and be in the outside world again. He wouldn’t do any Sims for them. They knew that, so why do they want him back? He heard the door open and he stood up.

Sam walked in and threw in some clothes.

“I’m not wearing that.”

“You are and you will. If you don’t want to do it yourself then I will call back up and believe me you don’t want me to do that. Now be a good pretender and do what you’re told. I’ll be back soon and if you’re not dressed.” He walked out letting his threat linger.

Jarod looked at the clothes that were his uniform for most of his life. Black shirt and black pants. Picking them up he threw them on the bed and looked at them and then back at the door. He quickly got dressed in the colorless uniform just in time for Sam to come back.

“Good boy.” He said as he stepped in with another sweeper. They cuffed him and led him out and into the sim lab. They forced him into the chair and waited outside. Sydney was already there at the table watching him.

“How do you feel, Jarod?”

“I would feel much better if I wasn’t here.”

“Miss Parker told me what they had done. About the paper and the parents.”

“You didn’t know?”

“No, they kept that from me. They probably thought that I would warn you it was a trap.”

“I can’t believe I fell for it.”

“It’s because of your goodness that you tried to save a child and his family from the same fate that befell you and your family. You were only trying to help and it isn’t your fault.”

“They know that I will never do a sim for them. Why do they want me back?”

“I don’t know Jarod.” He said as Sam and the other sweeper came in and dragged him away.