Selma in a sudden flash wakes up strap to a chair in a sterile looking white room with an intense fluorescent lights. Her wrist and ankles are cuffed tightly to a metal chair. She looks around the room before realizing that she is stuck to the chair but once she realizes she begins to panic. She pulls on the restraints on her wrist but is unable to escape. As she looks down on her wrist she makes a startling discovery. Her baby bump is now gone. She begins to scream in terror.

Selma- What did you do to me! What did you do to him!

Selma is screaming louder trying to break free from her restraints.

Selma- Get me out of this fucking chair! Get me out of this…

Selma slowly starts to break down, she has acknowledge her fate. Hey eyes begins to swell and she starts to cry.

Selma- fucking chair. Get me out of this fucking chair.

Selma begins to nonsensically scream to herself.

Selma puts her head down as she begins to sob.

Selma- Please get me out of this chair… Please get me out of this chair….

Soon she stops trying to break free as the realization that her escape is impossible and she just sits there.

Off frame Two Men enter the room.

Selma- What did you do to me?! What did you do to Daniel? My baby?!

The G men don’t react to Selma or acknowledge her. GMAN 2 walks behind her and the GMAN1 sits down in front of her.

GMAN1- So you’re Selma Walsh, correct? Age 18, and married to a Daniel Walsh?

Selma- Where’s Daniel?!

GMAN 2 puts his hand on Selma’s shoulders, scaring Selma.

Selma- Yes, I’m Selma Walsh and I’m married to Daniel Walsh.

GMAN1- Let me examine your life band.

Selma tries to stay as still as she can while GMAN1 grabs her had to see her band on her left hand. He sees her tattoo that reads 7991970. He looks up to GMAN2 and nods his head.

GMAN1- So when was the last time you saw Mr. Walsh?

Selma- Last time I saw him?

GMAN1- …

GMAN1 just looks intensely at Selma.

Selma- The last time I saw him… was this morning before he went out for work. He never came back home afterwords though.

GMAN1- That was Wednesday, September 27th, 1995, right?

Selma- Yes I think so.

GMAN1- Mrs. Walsh, Did you know what was your husband’s activities before you two were married?

Selma- What are you talking about? Are you trying to pin something on him?!

GMAN1 swings his fist and punches her with a right handing hook. Selma takes the blow and is shocked at him hitting her.

GMAN1- I need an answer Mrs. Walsh!

Selma is still suffering from shock from the pain and the disbelief that he hit her. Selma whimpers.

Selma- I don’t know what he was doing, I never asked-

Before Selma can finish her sentence GMAN1 strikes her again across the face causing Selma’s nose start to bleed.

GMAN1- How do you expect us to believe that, we have voice recordings of both of you fuck heads talking about all matters of illegal business.

At this point GMAN1 is standing up and looking down at Selma. Selma is just looking up at him with her nose dripping blood.

GMAN1- We heard you two talking about human trafficking and supporting the strays in the Remnant. We heard everything and know everything you are guilty of Mrs. Walsh!

Selma- Me and Daniel aren’t guilty of anything, we were just a normal American family until you fucking pigs took it away!

GMAN1 strikes her in the eye.

Selma- What did you bastards do to my baby and Daniel?!

GMAN2 lets go of her shoulders and begins to strangle her from behind.

Selma- Let… I can’t breathe…

Neither of the men don’t take pity on Selma. They just look at her and GMAN1 sits down on his chair.

GMAN1- He’ll let go as soon as you come clean.

Selma just looks at him with fear in her eyes.

GMAN 2 presses harder.

Selma- Please…

Selma begins to look like she is going to pass out.

GMAN1- Let go of her.

GMAN1 gets up and then walks out of the room while GMAN2 still stands behind Selma. Selma looks up at GMAN2.

Selma- Hey get me out of this chair. I can see it in your eyes, you don’t want to do this.

He ignores Selma.

GMAN1 returns a second later in the room with some pliers.

GMAN1- Grab that bitch’s hand.

GMAN2 walks in front of Selma and grabs her hand to stabilize it.

Selma- No, no, ok fine everything is true, I did all that! I helped them!

GMAN1 still applies the pliers to one of Selma’s finger nail. Selma begins to scream saying that she admitted and telling them not to do it. GMAN1 regardless still begins to pull of Selma’s life band fingernail. She screams as they pull it off. She writhes in pain while they ask her the final question.

GMAN1 has a slight giggle as he’s pulling of her fingernail.

GMAN1- Thank you for your cooperation Mrs. Walsh. Now, for the real reason why we have your grace this evening, how does you wish to repent for your sins?

Selma looks up at him with hateful eyes in the middle of tears running down her eyes and doesn’t say anything to him.

GMAN1- You have two options, do you want to be offered to the Voice for the well being of your “country” or do you want to be enlisted in the New American expansion effort.

GMAN1 looks intensely in Selma’s eyes. Selma gaze changes as she realizes what he is asking her, they are essentially asking her which way she wants to die. She takes a moment to answer.

GMAN1- So. What will it be. How do you want to go?

Selma- I want to… join the expansion effort.

GMAN1 looks at her and starts to giggle. He looks up at GMAN2 and says.

GMAN1- Alright, we got ourselves a winner.

Selma looks at them confuse.

GMAN1- We are glad you said that because this is one our favorite parts about being on the job.

Both of the GMEN leave. Selma thinks to herself what the fuck was that all about and then a fear starting to set in considering the man’s demeanor. She sits in the chair scared. They both return with a small knife.

GMAN1- Hold her again, will ya.

GMAN2 holds her hand.

Selma- Let go of my fucking hand!

GMAN1 kneels down in front of Selma and looks her straight in the eye.

GMAN1- The more you fight, the more there is a chance that I am going to fuck up. So will you please stop moving!

Selma scream and tries her hardest to kick free of her bonds but it’s useless.

GMAN1 begins to apply the knife to each of Selma’s finger prints to remove the skin on both hands.

GMAN1- Now, you no longer exist in the world. That was fun, wasn’t it.

Selma- My fucking fingers, why would you-

GMAN1- Because you fucking deserve everything that is coming to you! I fucking hate people like you!

GMAN1 swings the blade in front of Selma’s face to scare her. He laughs.

GMAN1- Look at her! she’s scared!

GMAN2- You took something that is sacred and ruined it. You aren’t worthy of having something so special. People like you don’t even deserve the basis of any soul, their humanity.

Selma- What the fuck-

GMAN1- Maybe I should cut something else off if she’s no going to get it!

Selma whimpers as GMAN1 lifts the knife in excitement to scare Selma.

GMAN2- That’s enough. Her fate is already destined and whatever you are going to do to her can’t compare to what’s going to happen to her out there. Just give her the dose.

Selma- Dose!?

GMAN1 looks up at GMAN2 and ignore Selma.

GMAN1- You already want to pull the plug?

GMAN2- Yeah. I don’t want to see you play with her.

GMAN1- What happened to you? You used to be fun. Remember when we pulled out that guys teeth and cut his ears. Ugh, What was his fucking name.

GMAN1 thinks.

GMAN2- It doesn’t matter what his name was.

Selma- What the fuck are you going to put in me?!

GMAN1 calmly says.

GMAN1- You don’t want to at least… you know. It’s been a while since we got a girl. These opportunities don’t always come to us.

Selma looks scared.

GMAN2- That was never my thing.

GMAN1 looks at GMAN2 disappointed.

Selma- Please what happened to my family?!

GMAN1 finally pays attention to Selma. He looks at her with an expression of annoyance.

GMAN1- We killed them.

Selma- My whole family is dead?

GMAN1- Mhmm yeah.

GMAN1 looks back at GMAN2 while Selma begins to take in what happened to her baby and Daniel.

GMAN1- Come on, you can do things to her that Edith doesn’t let you.

GMAN1 raises his eyebrows to him.

GMAN2- I told you I’m ok. Hurry up and give her the dose.

GMAN1 walks to to the bag.

GMAN1 gets up to grab an injection from his bag of tools.

Selma panics at the “Dose”

But they ignore her.

Selma- What the fuck is that! Don’t put that in me!

GMAN1- Are you sure this job isn’t getting to you? Don’t tell me you’re going soft.

GMAN2- Don’t say that. Im positive, I just want to go get a beer.

GMAN1 has an unconvinced face.

GMAN1- I can go for a drink too. Did you want to go Carmelo’s?

GMAN1 presses the needle against Selma’s arm.

GMAN2 looks like he doesn’t want GMAN1 to come with him but GMAN1 already invited himself.

GMAN2- I don’t know, I was thinking somewhere closer to my house.

Selma begins to dose off.

GMAN1- What about…

Selma is completely knocked out in a matter of seconds with a white flash.