The Destiny of Kemuel 3

You desperately search every corner of the room. You open each drawer, rummage through the entire closet, look under the bed, in the bathroom, in every nook of the room.

Nothing.

Your phone is nowhere to be found. Your computer is also gone. Nor is your wallet, keys, or identification. And when you open the closet searching for your clothes, you only find tight dresses, short skirts, women's lingerie, bras, and heels. Everything is for a woman. None of it belongs to you.

You sit on the edge of the bed, still wearing the work pants and shirt you had on when you went to your old job, and reality hits you: you have no way to contact anyone. You have no access to the internet. David has made everything that connected you to the outside world disappear.

David enters without knocking, sees you sitting there dressed in your usual clothes, and approaches with a serious expression.

"What are you looking for, Kemuel?"

"My phone. My computer. My stuff. My clothes. I can't find anything."

"You don't have any of that anymore," he responds with absolute coldness. "I threw your phone away days ago. I sold your computer. And your clothes... all that crap you had is in the trash. The only thing you have left is what you're wearing now."

You're left frozen.

"Why? Why did you throw my things away?"

"Because you don't need them anymore," he says simply. "Your life now is this. With me. Under my rules. And tonight, my friends are coming to meet you. So, take off those work clothes, shower, and put on what I left on the bed."

He leaves and locks the door from the outside.

You're left alone, looking at the clothes you're wearing. They're the only thing you have left from your old life. The last thing that's yours.

What do you do?