Drip. Drip. Drip. The sound of dripping waters echos through the pitch black room. Suddenly a bright light turns on. The light reveals a 20 x 20x 20 room. In the center is an African American woman facing a Caucasian woman. They are both unconscious tied to chairs. Their arms are free.
Above them is a large fan on a track. It is rotating slowly. Between the women is a table with a blanket covering a large box. The Caucasian woman stirs and groans. She grabs her head and tries to move forward, only to discover that she cannot.
Her head shoots up. She looks around the room and panics. "Help!" she yells. She looks at the other woman. "Nicole! Nicole wake up!"
Nicole lifts her head and opens her eyes. Her eyes widen. "Janet! Where are we!" Nicole asked. "I don't know. I just woke up like you. See if you can move" said Janet.
Janet and Nicole both struggle to get out. Then Janet notices a button in front of her with a paper that says. "Press Me". She presses the button. The fan turns on and the blanket gets pulled down.
On the table is a tape recorder on top of a large cast iron box. On each side is a hole, big enough for an arm to go through. Nicole grabs the tape recorder and presses play. A raspy voice fills the room.
"Hello. I want to play a game. As surgeons you both give people a new lease on life. Your patients depend on you to help them and make them well. However, you intentionally cause problems that will cause your patients to return. Purposely leaving a scalpel inside of them." Janet looks at Nicole. "Or purposely cause them to get a staph infection." Nicole looks at Janet.
The voice continued. "The box in front of you is your way to freedom. However, only one of you will live. In the box are two levers. One for each of you. After this tape ends, the fan above you will start to descend. In order to keep the fan from descending upon you, you must pull the lever. Although you will pay a price. Who will live and who will die? The choice is yours!" The tape ended.
The fan above them started spinning quickly. A click was heard in the box. "There's no way I'm going to die for you bitch!" Janet yelled. She stuck her hand in the hole, but screamed and pulled it back out. "Fuck!" The fan lowered.
Nicole asked. "What happened!". "There's a fucking blow torch or something in there!" Janet answered. Nicole closed her eyes and shoved her hand into the hole. She grabbed the lever and screamed as her hand started to burn. The fan moved on to track towards Janet.
"Fuck you!" Janet yelled as she once again stuck her hand in the hole. She succeeded in grabbing the lever. Nicole pulled her burnt hand out of the hole. The fan moved to Nicole's direction.
Janet pulled her hand out. "This is all because of you!". Nicole shoved her hand back inside and grabbed the lever. "You fucking lying bitch! It was all your idea!" Nicole screamed. The fan moved closer towards Janet. She slowly put her hand back in and screamed as she pulled the lever. The fan moved towards Nicole's direction. She looks up at the fan. "Oh my god!" Tear ran down her cheeks. "No!" Nicole shoved her hand back in the hole and pulled her lever. The fan moved towards Janet. "I'm sorry Janet."
The fan slowly fell on Janet's head. Blood was sprayed across the room. A part of her skull hit Nicole in her heart. She coughed up blood. Her head fell as she stopped breathing. The fan stopped spinning and Nicole's straps opened. Her dead body fell to the floor in a pool of blood.
In another room, a person with a hooded jacket watch the hole event on a screen. The person pressed the off button on the screen and walked away.