[i][b]The Supernatural[/b][/i]

The Manager straightened his suit before exiting from his suite, ready to start a new day.  According to the new report, they had quite the shipment in lately, which would entice the guests quite well.  The Manager held a simple, yet formal, appearance wearing a two-piece black tie suit.  Turning down the hall revealed the location of his office.  It would've looked like it led to another room if it weren't for the two guards standing next to it.  The guards were some of his finer workers of the Manager's, as they should be with the amount of time the Manager spent on them.  They were all loyal to him, and more than half were personally attuned by him to become the perfect worker.

Giving a nod to the guards, one held the door open for him to step inside.  Inside his office was just one shelf and a plain, wooden desk.  On top of the desk was a book, his intercom, and two monitors.  He looked down at the book for a moment before sliding into his chair.  He signed into his computer and put on his wire-rim glasses.  After reading through a few reports he pulled the microphone up to him.  He started a broadcast to all floors, expect the basement of course, and began to speak:

[color=ed1c24]"Attention all guests, this is the Manager speaking.  I'd like to happily announce that we have a new shipment of humans in and will be getting a few more over the next couple days.  Simply request on the intercom inside your room if you would like one.  Have a wonderful stay at the hotel!"[/color]



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[i][b]The Humans[/b][/i]

Down in the basement, the new shipment were lying asleep in their cages.  The cages were held on strong wires suspended by about ten feet above the cement floor.  The lighting there was dim and flickered constantly, giving hardly any light to even see the others in their own cages.

In one of the center cages, Rand Johnson stirred from his sleep.  On reaction he sprang up and instantly hit his head, the cage only high enough to allow him to be on his knees at most.  Rubbing his head, Rand looked around, seeing cages around him but not who was in each one.  Rand couldn't remember any of what happened, just when he was walking to the bar after they finished a job.  [color=00a651]"Where the hell am I?"[/color]  He asked aloud.  Throughout his whole life of being a hunter Rand had never seen, nor even heard of something like this.  This wasn't an illusion or a dream, at least it definitely didn't feel like it.

[color=0054a6]"Rand?  That you?[/color]  Shouted a voice from Rand's right.  The voice was Markus', Rand's trainee.  [color=0054a6]"What is going on?"[/color]

For a moment Rand felt happy that someone he knew was here, but then worry came to him when he remembered their situation.  [color=00a651]"...I have no idea."[/color]

Soon, the other humans began to stir around them, all in their own cages with any knowledge of what was going on, but they were going to find out in due time.