Six-thirty in the morning. That was the time that Sebastian Adamos finally managed to wake up for a rather chaotic night. His friend had a birthday party at the bar that both of them always went to. While he only planned on having one or two drinks, things became hazy when the shots of vodka got involved. And now, Sebastian was dealing with the consequences of his actions. The hangover wasn't as bad but still required Advil to control the headache and body aches. Not to mention that he was going to be late for work.
Sebastian spent a moment fixing his tie and suit on the elevator before pulling out his phone to tell his boss the bad news. But, of course, it was going to be a lie since the truth was going to get him fired. Plus, it was better than explaining how many shots it took until he was pissed drunk. Finally, Sebastian heard his boss greeting with a rather uncaring question. "Sebastian, why are you calling me?"
"I might be late to the office. My car is having trouble with the engine; I don't know how long until my uber gets here." The boss grunted and mumbled under his breath. Sebastian knew that he wasn't happy but went on to finish talking. "Hopefully, that won't be a problem."
There was silence for a few seconds while the elevator finally stopped on ground level. But then, when Sebastian got out, the boss said in his thick Boston accent. "It is, but I can't fault you for engine problems. You will have to make it up by working overtime, however."
"Of course, I will happily work..." Sebastian stopped walking when he saw a custom black van was blocking his car. It wasn't like anything he had seen before in his life, and yet it strangely looked similar to a police van. And upon closer inspection, Sebastian thought he heard banging from inside but then heard his boss yelling his name from the phone. "Sorry about that. Someone is blocking my car with theirs. I am trying to find-"
Then, seemingly out of nowhere, a muscular person, dressed in custom naval blue riot gear with a baton on the one hand and strange-looking handcuffs on the other, appeared from behind the parked van and began approaching Sebastian. "Sebastian Adamos?"
"Yeah, that's me?" Sebastian hesitated to answer to a complete stranger dressed like an officer of the law. But still, something about them made him uncomfortable while trying to get some distance between him and the stranger. He considered making a dash towards the elevator, but it seemed like it had already departed for another floor. But that was when he realized that his boss was still asking if things were fine.
"No, I am not! Please get help to my address! You should kno-"
Sebastian didn't have enough time to react before the stranger grabbed ahold of his right arm, causing him to drop his phone. Then, he saw them slapping one of the cuffs into his arm before letting him go. Sebastian, confused and terrified, tried to run for the stairs until his arm started adhering to the van. That was when he realized that the handcuffs were magnetic and began yelling for help. The stranger started to talk while making their way towards him with the other cuff on hand. "Sebastian Adamos, I am placing you under citizen's arrest on suspicion of participation in a riot, unlawful assembly, and conspiracy. You'll be escorted to the-"
"Citizen's arrest?!" Sebastian was even more confused than ever but soon became enraged as he was finally cuffed. "Y-You have no right to pull this shit!"
The stranger began escorting him towards the back of the van and opened the door to reveal four other individuals cuffed. Sebastian was caught off-guard to see the organizers from last year's protests in the same situation as him. All of them were scared and desperate to escape but chose to remain in place out of fear. But Sebastian wasn't afraid and decided to make one last dash towards freedom. Unfortunately, the stranger seemed prepared for the escape attempt and took a swing at him with their baton. He flew back inside and watched in terror as the doors were closed and locked for good.