Chapter 2
November 18, 2024 at 8:59 AM
Ace uploaded pictures of Peter to the site, which he found and in addition threw off a description, not yet suspecting what this idea might turn out to be. The next KISS concert was only in 3 months, so everyone in the band could do whatever they wanted, except Peter and Eric. Peter invited Eric to visit him and the two Catmen were sitting in the same house, still not knowing anything and not suspecting. Suddenly, someone knocked on their door, not knowing what it might turn out to be, dumbfounded Eric and Peter, who were not waiting for anyone else, opened the door. In the doorway
two tall men in all black were standing and holding some kind of piece of paper in their hands. As it turned out, the darknet displayed that these were two different orders, and there was a description of Peter on the piece of paper, but since they were two catmen and they were similar, the peasants thought that this was a description of Eric and Peter's photos. After looking at the pieces of paper, and then at the guys, the peasants came to the conclusion that it was them. Without further words or hesitation, at the same second each man took one catman and brought a cloth with sleeping pills to his nose and mouth. Although the Catmen kicked, trying to get out of the grip of the peasants, it didn't do them much good and they quickly fell asleep. The peasants casually put, one might even say, threw the Catmen into the trunk of the car and drove off quickly. The Catmen were being taken to an unknown location. When Eric and Peter woke up, they were in cages, there were eight more people around them, these were other orders. As it turned out, the Darknet was looking for similar people according to the description or photo of the customer and for a week they inspired their brains that they were dolls with just one phrase: "You are sex dolls, you are just dolls." The Catmen were as cunning as foxes, so they decided to make an escape plan.
Eric: "Peter, why don't we pretend like this hypnosis is working on us, then they'll send us to the customer and we'll run away?"
Peter: "Well, you're tricky, of course, but you weren't, let's try it!"
It was not like hypnosis, but more like a very long torture, the same phrase repeated over and over again drove everyone who was there crazy.