Phase one.

You decide to go with the guard's suggestion. Sure, it means you'll be a fatass, but at least it'll be better than whatever else they had in store, and besides, free food sounds pretty good. You nod at the guard, and he grins.

"Great!" He exclaims. "I never properly introduced myself - I'm Sam, and this is Frank." He points to the other guard, who waves boredly.

"Oh, nice to, uh, meet you." You extend you hand, and he clasps it in a strong handshake. "So, when do I start?"

"We could start now, if you want." Sam says.

"Fine, let's do this."

Sam grins again, then pulls what appears to be a PEZ dispenser out of his shirt pocket. "Here," he says, tossing it to you, "take one."

You catch the container, then pop something similar to a pill into your hand. You hesitate, then shake your head. You've come this far, there's no point turning back now. You pop the pill in your mouth, and swallow.

You wait for several seconds, with no change. You're about to ask Sam, when a spasm of pain fires through your body, and you double over in agony. You clutch your throbbing stomach, and gasp for air as you blink away tears. Your entire body feels like it it's on fire - your muscles ache, your bones feel terrible and your head feels like it's ready to burst. You groan and sink to your knees as the pain intensifies, and curl into a ball. The pain eventually fades, and you straighten with difficulty.

"Was that supposed to happen?" You ask.

Sam nods. "That's only phase one, though. Phase two is a bit more..." He smirks. "...Extreme."

You groan as the pain returns.

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