[center][h1][color=#E33638]Episode One: Initiation [/color][/h1][/center]

[center][h2][color=deepskyblue] Marcus Winters[/color][/h2][/center]


 [color=cyan]Marcus tossed himself on the floor. There was an overwhelming pain throughout his body. He couldn't make it out, but he was incredibly uncomfortable. His sleeping environment did not feel the same. Marcus felt he wanted to open his eyes and check, but there was one significant problem....he was afraid. 

 Opening his eyes, he was hit by a bright light. His vision became hazy and he had to blink multiple times for his focus to return. Pressing his palms against the surface, he could immediately tell it wasn't his carpeted floor. Marcus smacked his lips to wet them a bit and to get this abnormal taste out of his mouth. 

 He groggily sat up and studied the room. His mind began to panic. Marus scanned the room and could not believe where he was. The area was void of anything. "What the fuck," he muttered. Marcus tried to remember how he got into this situation, but everything beforehand was vague. Every time he tried to remember, there would be a slight pain in his head. It was like a headache was purposely stopping him from remembering. 

 Marcus stood up and maintained his balance the best he could. He was still groggy from his slumber. The teen skidded his feet to a nearby wall and leaned against it. Marcus took his time to view the room again of anything interesting. 

 The room was just a white void. The walls, floor, and ceiling were nothing but a white reflection. No tile designs, no wallpaper, or even carpet was present. All Marcus could see was his reflection. One peculiar thing caught Marcus' eyes. Another unconscious body was in the room. 

 Marcus began panting nervously because, by closer observation, the body did not resemble anything human. The person looked like a lizard hybrid of some sort. The teen began knocking and punching on the walls to get further away from the creature. Nothing seemed to be working as the wall felt like a strong barrier. Marcus took a second to examine his pockets. Nothing. Whoever kidnapped him must have stolen all his belongings. 

 "Damn it," he whimpered. Marcus then brought his hands to his neck after feeling a slight pain. He then noticed a metallic device wrapped around his collar. "What the fuck?!" He exclaimed. [/color]

[i]Marcus has lost his belongings.
Marcus has obtained a shock collar. 
Curtis is handcuffed. [/i]