"Now Marcus" The old Lady said to the another guy who was standing there in white.
"How about you guide this good child" Racine felt the old lady pat her head, "On the guest room"
'Well that didn't sound ominous at all'
And with that one final speech the Old Hag left Racine within the circle of her white goons who somehow all synchronized moved closer and closer towards Racine.
A white cloth was placed in front of Racine's eyes and he was hauled somewhere.
He was only able to open his eyes when he was finally sat inside a bed of a hotel looking room, tidy and neat.
Somehow the room had a bathroom inside it which Racine went inside on. Shutting the door behind him Racine went towards the faucet only to be surprised to see it actually working.
'This lunatics are indeed advance' Racine thought still he didn't dare touch it deciding to go deal with what's bothering him for a while now.
Bending down towards the toilet seat Racine shoved fingers down his throat to vomit the brownies the old raisin have given him.
Multiple times Racine retched over down the toilet trying to clear his stomach of it's contents hoping it wasn't completely absorbed into his body yet.
After that he cleaned his face and flushed everything down.
Racine then proceed to sat down on the bed trying to process what the fuck he just got himself into.
He was expecting to travel alone and finally use some of the camping contents that the Survival Guide had along with his own doom scrolling contents finally being off use.
Yet somehow he stumbled of all things right exactly into a cult.
'Just great' Racine whined.
The door then started to open making Racine sunk deep to his seat in worry.
Did they realize he vomit all the brownies out of his system?
'Its that Marcus guy again' Racine recognize the man who entered his room with steaming hot plate on his hand which he placed down on the table, Marcus didn't even look his way only turning around and leaving.
Racine gulped at the sigh and smell of the food by the table yet he didn't dare touch it deciding to instead explore the room he was put into and in the process he realized something
The Door knob turned inside out.
It's lock placed on the outside.
Even the Windows are bolted shut, There is nothing on the drawers that could be used to defend himself with.
'This place feels like an adult size crib' Racine turned to the drawers only to see pair of white clothes folded inside.
Not even a dang Hanger.
The chairs and Table was hammered to the floor.
The blanket was sewed into the mattress.
'What the hell is this place?'
Racine finally deciding to rest after searching around, Sat himself by the bed his eyes scanning around for cameras and there exactly by the shelf he spot an oddly weird placed stuff toy facing towards the bed.
He walked towards it only to find his hand missing it midway.
'HUH?'
Racine's chest and stomach begun to feel warm, His eyelids growing heavy.
Like a camera shutter closing with his every blink, This sudden buzz in his ears.
The floors seem to move under his feet causing him to trip over himself and bump towards the shelf. the things around the room alternate between shrinking and enlarging in his vision.
'FUCK I NEED TO GET THE FUCK OUT OF HERE'
Racine's head begun to spin, his body leaning towards the shelf and into the wall for balance yet it didn't take long for his legs to collapse under his own weight.
Racine looked at the plate again, Realization dawning on him.
'It's the smell!!'
Racine lifted his shirt to cover his mouth with but it was too late and he knew it.
He had unknowingly inhaled it without thinking.