The gates of the arena closed, locking the men inside while a helicopter landed nearby. The guards took Dakota to the helicopter and forced her inside.
When the helicopter was in the air Dakota could not believe the magtutue of the arena and all the men, estimating that there must be over half a million men below.
‘Why don’t they just over throw the WIC company?’ Dakota wondered looking at the masses that appears to be at each others throat already. Dakota saw groups of men moving away from the masses, deeper into the arena.
“Will I get food?” Dakota qeutioned, wondering if the WIC company was going to feed all the men.
“No, but this bracelet,” one guard said and clipped a bracelet around Dakota’s wrist, and pressed a button that made a hollagram map appear, “will lead you to shelter a
