[ WP ] A dictatorship uses drugs to keep their people happy and ignorant of the truth . One day , the drugs run out and people become aware .

`` Sir. Sir!'' 
 
 `` Hmmm, what? Wait, this is n't Disneyland.'' Looking around I notice officials in grey uniforms holding out clipboards to whoever is at the front of a queue. The clipboard in front of me contains a contract that moments ago I would have sworn up and down was a waiver for a roller coaster. It now has some tosh about experimental testing. 
 
 `` What is the meaning of this, experimental testing?'' 
 
 She flushes, `` Oh no, it actually happened.'' I notice her hand disappearing under the desk and a click as a button is pressed. `` Sir if you will remain here, everything is under control and normality will be restored.'' 
 
 `` What, normality, wait, no what's this about experimental testing?'' Now almost yelling I move to grab her shoulders. A guard that had been a man in a mouse costume moments earlier levels a rifle at me. 
 
 `` Stand down citizen.'' 
 
 I step back horrified at the idea that someone was sticking a gun in my face. I could hear the crowd all around me, muttering, gasping at the sight of a gun, but all confused and more than a little scared. What was going on? 
 
 A voice crackles to life over an intercom. 
 
 `` Everyone, please be seated, a Government official is on their way and all confusion will be cleared up. Normality will be restored.'' 
 
 It all seemed to come back to that. Normality, what on earth was going on, this was suspicious. The officials had all grouped behind the guards who where watching us menacingly, rifles trained just above our heads. This was so bizarre. What do they mean when they say normality will be restored. That sounds like something form one of those dystopian novels. There was tension in the air, and only time would tell what would happen next. 
 
 Trucks pull up, it had been a while. I'd been observing the officials and guards, who had let their rifles point at the ground, currently relief was all over their faces. A man in a crisp suit stepped out of the lead truck. He looks over us as the officials arrive to speak to him. 
 
 After the officials speak to him he looks over us again, and shakes his head before turning to an official with a radio. She lifts the radio to her mouth and I hear the radios on the chests of the guards crackle to life. 
 
 `` Termination Procedure is in action, begin when possible.'' 
 
 Termination procedure, oh god. 
 
 The guards move seemingly in slow motion, their guns turning up to us. 
 
 `` Wait!''
