All Rachel could remember was falling asleep with Santana and Brittany chattering during their usual Thursday night screening of 'Dear John', but now she was very much awake, wearing nothing but some kind of necklace and a watch, in a cold dark room that had walls that seemed to go on forever. She was breathing heavily and desperately trying to find a way out. She fumbled around the walls for about 15 minutes, when she found a flashlight sitting on the ground. She turned it on to see a badly cut and bruised lifeless body lying on the ground. She dropped the flashlight, screaming and running right into a small white door. She opened it so quickly and with so much force, that she was catapulted into a large white room. She looked up to see some familiar faces of people that she had gone to high school with. Artie Abrams, Sam Evans, and Blaine Anderson all stared down at her in shock, while Tina Cohen-Chang grabbed a plastic bag out of a large box, that looked like it had some kind of prison-uniform in it. Rachel scanned the room. It was very plain and basic. Just a dozen or so mattresses, a table with a few chairs, a miniature fridge, the large box with clothing in it, a locked safe, another door with a huge lock on it, and a bathroom.
"There's a bathroom over there, Rachel." Tina said, smiling and motioning for her to go in and put her clothes on.
She removed the clothing from the bag, which was a white tank top, underwear, and a blue one-piece uniform with the number 6 embroidered on the shoulder. As she was pulling out the clothing, a picture of her on graduation day fell out. It was a picture of her in the middle of Santana and Brittany all throwing their mortarboards in the air, all of them grinning. She noticed that numbers had been drawn into the picture, above their heads, hers was six, Brittany's was eight, and Santana's was nine, but she thought nothing of it and just tried to remember those days. She smiled at the memory, but couldn't help but worry about what had happened to Brittany and Santana. Or Puck, god she missed him so much. They had their up's and down's, but finally after senior year, they had surprisingly maintained a healthy relationship. She pulled out another picture of the whole Glee club. This looked like it hadn't been tampered with, or even touched since the day it was taken. She was so confused. She looked in the mirror, and noticed that what she had thought was her necklace, was in fact some sort of collar. She adjusted it, and it zapped her a little bit, making her jump. The collar had what seemed to be size lines, that were numbered one to one-hundred, and hers had moved from the one-hundred slot to the ninety-nine slot. She checked the watch. It looked very high-tech, and showed the date, time, and it glowed in the dark. Fantastic. That was really going to help her get out of here. As she was being sarcastic, she noticed the date on the watch. It said April 26, 2011. The last time she remembered not being in this dump, was Thursday, The 21st. That was five days ago. She decided to worry about this later, so she put on the uniform and stuffed everything else in the bag, but a pink sheet of paper slowly fell to the ground, along with a blue one. In typed letters, the pink one read 'T H R E A D'. The green one read, '11 is the key'. She stuffed them in the bag as well, and walked outside to see Finn Hudson fly through the door, looking like he had just seen a ghost.
"Where in the hell am I?" He asked.
"Nobody knows. We will have to wait until everyone is here, I'm guessing." Artie said, wheeling over to the box, and pulling out a uniform and tossed it to him. He ran off to the bathroom, past Rachel, and slammed the door.
"Dude, I thought this shit only happened in movies." Sam said, sitting down in a chair.
"Hey, did you guys get any pictures, or papers, or anything?" Rachel said, taking out the papers and showing them to the others.
"I have a key." Sam said, taking it out, and showing it to them all. "But I think it's broken, because I tried it on the safe, and that other door, and neither of them worked."
"I just want to figure out why I'm here, and then possibly get out of here." Rachel said, walking towards the door she came in through.
"NO!" The four screamed, running at her and pulling her back towards the center of the room.
"What?" Rachel asked.
"You can't go past that line! Hence the 'People with collars who cross this line will be punished,' sign on the floor!" Blaine said, breathing heavily.
"How do you know that they're not trying to screw with our heads?" Rachel asked.
"Look at the numbers on our uniforms, and then think things over." Artie said.
"Okay."
'Artie is Three, Sam is Five, Blaine is One, Tina is Four…. Oh.' Rachel thought to herself.
"Who is-was number two?" Rachel asked.
"Quinn. She tried to run out of the room, and we heard her scream, and haven't seen her since." Tina said, looking down.
"Oh my god…..Well… Could she still be alive….?" Rachel said, running a hand through her brown locks.
"We don't know. All we know was that it was really scary, the way her screams seemed so helpless was awful." Tina replied.
"Yeah. It was mortifying. Even thought I didn't even know her that well." Blaine said.
"I would love to stay and chat about this, but I kinda want to know why the hell we're in here and how the hell we get out! I'm gonna miss the Superbowl!" Sam said, whining.
Brittany came crashing through the door.
"Whoa! Am I gonna get probed again?" Brittany asked, Looking around. "Rachel! Are you gonna get probed too?" She asked, with a sudden look of realization. "Where am I?"
Rachel got her some clothes out of the box, Brittany ran up to her with her arms outstretched.
"Nobody knows where we are, and I will hug you once you put some clothes on. Finn should be out any minute." Rachel said, laughing and getting her a blanket off of one of the mattresses.
Finn came out of the bathroom, and Brittany walked by and gave him a high-five.
"What? How does she manage to keep such a good mood in this situation?" He asked.
"She's Brittany. Duh." Rachel said. "Okay, are we just going to sit here like idiots or are we going to find some answers?"
"Yeah, she's right, we actually need to start thinking here." Finn said, sitting down on a chair.
"Hey guys, did any of you get papers? Mine doesn't make any sense." Brittany said, walking out of the bathroom with her uniform on backwards.
"Britt, your clothes are on backwards." Rachel said, laughing.
"Damn!" She said, stomping off into the bathroom.
"Wow. She never fails to make us laugh in the shittyest of situations." Sam said, laughing.
"Watch your fucking mouth, Sam!" Artie said, jokingly.
"Guys! Do you want to get out of here, or what? I sure as hell don't want to be in here much longer. I was kinda looking forward to a Glee reunion, but I really didn't want it to be like this. And I bet Quinn is wondering where I am." Finn said.
There was an awkward silence.
"Uhh. Finn…She-." Sam started to say, before Rachel slapped a hand over his mouth.
"She isn't here yet." Sam recovered, laughing awkwardly.
"Oh. Well I mean we broke up 6 months ago, but we're still friends, and we were supposed to get coffee today at the Lima Bean." Finn said, smiling slightly.
"I don't think that's going to be happening." Sam said, earning himself a smack on the back of the head from Artie and Rachel.
"You still live in Lima?… Well ANYWAYS, let's get back to the topic of getting the hell out of here!" Rachel said.
"Did anyone else get papers? Or anything? Like pictures or really anything?" Rachel asked.
"I got a paper." Tina said, pulling it out. Rachel read it aloud. It said 'S P U R S'. She was very puzzled by this.
"I got two!" Brittany said, running over to them and pulling her papers out.
"I have one that says 'M O R E', and another that says 'Do what you know'. Weird, right?"
"Hmm. Thread more spurs. What is that supposed to mean?" Rachel asked.
"I have no idea. I got a bullet, and a note." Blaine said, unfolding the black piece of paper to Rachel, which read 'Seven doesn't tell the WHOLE truth.'
"Oh. I see." Rachel said nodding.
"I have a key." Sam said, taking it out and showing everyone.
"Did you try it on the safe?" Rachel asked.
"No." Sam said, getting up and trying it. The key didn't fit, so he got mad and kicked the safe, causing Brittany to laugh.
"I got a picture, of the Glee club, with everyone's faces scratched out accept for Kurt's." Artie said, passing it around the circle. "And I got a box of Raisin Bran….." Artie said, causing everyone to laugh, just as Santana burst through the small door.
"Santana!" Brittany yelled, running up to greet her girlfriend.
"Go get dressed." Rachel said, smiling and tossing her a uniform bag.
She came out minutes later.
"Whoa. That was like….. A minute." Blaine said.
"Yeah. It's kind of a hidden talent." Santana said, brushing her hair. A lighter fell out of her pocket. "Whoa! Where the hell did that come from! My hair? I mean, I have hid some pretty weird shit in there, but never a lighter! Oh…. By the way…. Where am I?" Santana said, picking up the lighter and looking at it.
"We don't know. I've been here the longest, and I still haven't been able to figure this out." Blaine said, scratching his head.
"This is really weird…." Santana said, shuffling her feet. "Oh hey! I got two note-things. One says 'Y O U', the second one says, 'Use your tools wisely.' What the hell! I want to get out of here!" Santana said, with tears in her eyes.
Brittany took all of the papers, and placed them in rows on the floor. The kids thought nothing of it, considering they were rainbow colored papers, and she was just probably trying to make a double-rainbow out of them.
The door flew open and Mike Chang ran in. He screamed, and fell down, in shock I guess.
Blaine threw him a uniform and he ran off to the bathroom.
"How many more people are going to randomly fly in here?" Finn asked.
"Whoa, you guys can fly too?" Brittany said, jaw nearly touching the ground
"No, Brittany." Santana said.
"Darn. I didn't think I was the only one." Brittany said, pouting.
"What the hell is this? What is number ten? And what does this key unlock?" Mike asked.
"Nobody knows anything yet. We all have some sort of note, picture, or item. All of the girls have notes, Santana has a lighter, Blaine has a bullet, Sam has a key as well, and most of us have pictures." Rachel said.
"What the fuck kind of sick joke is this?" Mike asked.
"Whoa, he got louder over the years." Artie whispered
"And what are these collars? What do they do?" Mike said, trying to rip it off. They heard a series of clicks. "What the hell!" He yelled, grabbing the collar. Rachel ran over to see what happened. She realized that it got tighter. His was now at the 85 mark.
She looked at Blaine's, his was 98; she looked at Artie's, his was 100, as was Brittany's; she looked at Sam's, his was 90, as was Finn's, she looked at Tina's, hers was at 97, and she looked at Santana's, who's was at 93.
"Guys, I think I figured it out. Your collar gets tighter every time you attempt to get it off." Rachel said.
Puck crashed into a room.
"Well, this isn't the first time I've fallen into a room full of people naked, but, I have to say this one caught me off guard." Puck said, standing up.
"Go put some clothes on, then I can properly greet you." Rachel said, trying to toss the last uniform at him, but it only made it half way and landed on the floor.
"Nice throw. You're a dork." He said, smiling and walking off to the bathroom.
Puck came out a few minutes later.
"What the hell is this?" He said, showing them a very small key and a tape recorder.
"Play it." Finn ordered.
He pushed play, and in a very darth-vader-ish voice, it sounded loudly across the room.
'The game will begin now.'
And then the lights went out, revealing a person in a mask on a projector screen.
Brittany screamed.