The Visit- PART 3 - by Onlyreal

The room was silent except for the soft sound of paddles being raised. “35 million.” “40 million.” Tunde’s ears rang. He couldn’t move. Couldn’t think. His own name echoed in his head like a death sentence. “…Tunde Okafor.” He looked at Amara again. Nothing. No emotion. No regret. Just that same cold smile. Then suddenly— The lights flickered. Just once. But Tunde noticed. And so did Daniel. Across the room, Daniel’s eyes locked onto his. Now. That’s what the look said. Now or never. ⸻ Tunde forced himself to breathe. Slow. Controlled. Then— He raised his hand slightly. “Excuse me…” The room went quiet. Amara’s father smiled. “Yes?” Tunde swallowed. “I… I need the bathroom.” A few guests chuckled softly. The father nodded. “Of course. Daniel, show him.” ⸻ The moment they stepped out of the room, Daniel grabbed Tunde’s arm. “We don’t have much time,” he whispered. “Where’s the exit?” Tunde asked quickly. Daniel hesitated. Then shook his head. “You can’t just run.” Tunde frowned. “What do you mean?” Daniel leaned closer. “Even if you escape…” His voice dropped. “They’ll still find you.” Tunde’s heart pounded. “Why?” Daniel looked at him with something close to pity. “Because once you’re chosen…” “…you don’t belong to yourself anymore.” ⸻ Daniel suddenly turned and pushed open a hidden door along the hallway wall. It creaked open. Darkness. Cold air rushed out. Tunde hesitated. “What’s down there?” Daniel’s voice shook. “Proof.” They stepped inside. The door shut behind them. ⸻ At the bottom of the stairs… Tunde froze. Chairs. Rows of them. Metal. Strapped. Some empty. Some… Not. Men. Like him. Sitting still. Eyes open. But empty. Breathing… But gone. Tunde stepped back in horror. “What did they do to them?” Daniel whispered: “They take the body…” “…and leave the mind trapped.” Tunde’s chest tightened. “What?” Daniel pointed to a corner. A screen flickered to life. A video played. One of the “guests” from upstairs… Now sitting in a chair. Doctors surrounding him. And in front of him— A man. Begging. Crying. Saying: “Please… don’t take me…” The screen cut to black. Daniel looked at Tunde. “That’s what’s next.” ⸻ Suddenly— A slow clap echoed behind them. Tunde turned. Amara stood at the top of the stairs. Smiling. But this time… It wasn’t fake. It was worse. It was knowing. “You really thought Daniel was helping you?” she said softly. Tunde’s blood ran cold. Daniel stepped back. Silent. Ashamed. Amara walked down the stairs slowly. “He always does this,” she continued. “Gets attached.” Tunde looked at Daniel. Confused. Betrayed. Amara smiled wider. “But it doesn’t matter.” She stopped in front of Tunde. “Because you’re already sold.”

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