Connor was a new starter at his new job, doing some sales work for a pharmaceutical brand. He had been working in the office for about a week, just getting people coffees and doing their printing, until his boss called him into a meeting to let him know that he would be given some fieldwork in the "interesting" part of town.
But Connor wasn't really listening to him anymore, all the heard was that he had finally been given some real work to do, it was time to make a change in the company and climb the ladder. He could handle a tough guy or two.
It had been 4 hours of knocking on doors, getting rejection after rejection, people yelling in his face, a couple people opening the door without any clothes. This part of town really was interesting. But Connor said he would sign up at least 7 new clients today, and he wasn't going back to the office without 10...
It had just turned 4:45pm and Connor had only got 6 people to signup and his workday was over in 15 minutes, he was really going to have to make this final street count. He knocked on the door, stepped back and waited while he heard keys rustling in the door.
Just a moment later, the door opened, and Connor was met with a wave of sweaty musk and aftershave...
"Alright mate, was just on me way out, what you want?" the man asked in a thick accent.
"Just a moment of your time Sir, to discuss a possible business venture you would love!" Connor responded with fake enthusiasm, he had seen guys like this before earlier in the day, none of them wanted to talk to him, just slammed the door in his face.
The man stepped back into the house and grinned slightly. "Sure mate why not, come in and I'll get a drink for ya"
Connor gasped slightly, he wasn't expecting that, still... he was apprehensive that he was just going to waste his time, but with only 3 signups he thought why not, so he stepped into the man's home.
Feeling slightly defeated, Connor walked into the living room where his eyes lit up. Not only could he get the guy who answered the door to sign up, but there were also 3 other guys here, he could get the 10 he wanted, he just has to play his cards right.
"Oh, hello gentlemen." Connor said with passion, "how are you guys fairing in today's economy? You'd love something we offer I'm assuming..."
The 3 lads just glared at each other, smirking.
"This is gonna be fun" one of them whispered to another.
As Connor walked more into the house, listening to the men whisper to each other, he couldn't help but feel nervous. This must have been why he was told never to go into someone's house in his training. He knew he should have listened but he really wanted these signups he was willing to take the risk...
"Here... take a drink, you look nervous mate." the man from the door said
"Oh... I- umm... thank.. you." Connor responded, not wanting the drink but also not wanting to say no to a guy like that "what's your name by the way, I don't think I caught it before."
"Dom. Now. Have a little drink and we'll chat."
Connor took a couple sips of the beer Dom gave him, but it was warm, and tasted strange, in fact, it didn't taste like beer at all.
After 4 swigs of the drink, Connor collapsed onto the sofa.
Dom stepped back into the other room and returned swiftly, placing something over Connor's eyes.
The 3 men on the opposite sofa sat watching. Almost like they were waiting for something.
2 minutes later, the lights dimmed, deep red neon lighting came on, illuminating the room.
"Boys. Deal with him." Dom demanded, watching his 3 men seemingly restart themselves like a program.
Each man's eyes lit up bright red, and they all stood up simultaneously.
Two of the men went to grab a speaker, plugged it into a box under the TV and placed a speaker besides Connor's ear.
The other man walked over to the headset, and inserted a USB into it.
Instantly, Connor's headset began illuminating a deep red and black spiral, and the sounds emitting from the speakers were telling him to give in, sink deep, and sleep.
Each minute passed, and Connor was slowly going deeper and deeper. The spiral starting showing him images of men, men like him, men dressed in smart suits, getting ready to go to work. He felt safe, he felt at home.
But the audio... was telling him that this was wrong, people like that hate people like him.
"You are one of us..." the speakers chanted.
Connor fell deeper, and by minute 10, the audio stopped, and the men left. Leaving Connor all alone, watching the spiral in complete silence.
5 minutes later, the spiral stops. Everything turns blank, and footsteps approach slowly and remove the headset.
"Master will see you now, new blood." One of the men from the couch before droned.
Without hesitation, Connor stood up, walked to Dom's bedroom like he knew where it was already, and nodded at the other 2 men from the couch as he entered.
Dom just stared at Connor, smiled, and pointed to the ground.
Without hesitation, Connor dropped to his knees and instantly started drooling. He knew what was coming, and he was ready.
Dom snapped his fingers and a man came to the door, brought in a box, smiled, and turned away to leave.
On his way out, he mentioned something to the men standing outside the door, "I wish I was him..." and they all laughed simultaneously, in a sort of robotic tone.
But the laughing got quieter and quieter as he closed the door, and as Dom started to move closer...
Intense, muffled gargles came from the bedroom for about 15 minutes, until all noise stopped completely.
Dom began to chant something about how Connor belongs to him now, he will be his chav lad to use however he sees fit, once the transformation is complete.
Dom opens the box, removes Connor's clothing and dresses him in something more fitting for one of his boys.
Meanwhile, Connor lays there, like an empty shell...
In the meantime, the group of men were going through Connor's personal items. A watch, a receipt from a luxury café, and a silky tie in the pocket of his bag.
In his blazer, they pull out a phone, and use Connor's sleeping face to unlock it. They started a new email to his boss, detailing how he won't be back in the office ever again as he has found something new to pursue.
How he greatly appreciates the opportunity this job has given him to find his true calling in life.
The men laugh with the same robotic tone as earlier, and they begin to hear movement from the back bedroom...
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