12 people in a large cell.  Completely light and sterile, all white.  Floor starts splitting up, people move out of the way, up comes a table with food on it.  All but 3 ravenously start eating it.  One, TIM, curled up in the corner is in no condition to eat.  Another, black and muscular, CHARLES, is about to take a bite, when seeing a Timothy Hutton type guy HARRISON not touching it.
 
Charles: Aren’t you hungry?
Harrison: Of course.
Charles holds utensil in mid motion
Charles: Why would they feed us to kill us?  If they wanted to kill us they’d do it by now.
Harrison: There’s always a perfect time for everyone.
Charles: Come on.
Harrison: Yes, it would be pointlessly sadistic to poison the food.  Would you put it past the Nazi’s?
Charles puts it down.  Suddenly, everyone collapses their neural centers being shot down.
Charles: What’s happening?
Harrison: Somehow they’ve managed to make everyone paralyzed from the neck down.
Two “people” in heavy, amorphous protective gear come in and take Charles and Harrison out.

They are thrown into a room with a Man in a dark suit.
Man: A Nazi?  Hmm.
Charles: What the fuck is going on here.
Man: Calm.
Charles: No!  I’m sick of this…
He collapses instantly.
Man: I can do worse to you.  I will too.  So shut up before I have to speed up the process.  Now then.  Two men have just robbed a bank.  In the bank there were 6 people, they were all killed.  Cameras caught their every move.
They are shown a monitor.  Charles can’t see where he’s laying.
Charles: What is it?
Harrison: (non-plussed) It’s us.
Man: Now, in about 5 minutes, you’re going to find yourselves outside of that very bank, and there will be a car in there, with just enough gas to get you out of the country.  Funny thing is, there’s a bomb on it—I thought of this after seeing a movie.  Anyway, you get caught, the bomb goes off…  And if you’re thinking I’m talking some Die Hard explosion you are sadly mistaken.  We’re talking making a few hundred thousand people’s bad day.  And then, guess what, you’re now terrorists for some Asiatic mafia—you’ll be amazed how cleverly we cover things up.   Oh, and also, we’ll have some of our guys driving some of those police cars.  It’s amazing how easy it is to kill someone and pretend to be them long enough that their passing will not be noticed?  So, they will kill you if they catch you, and they will want to catch you.  You’re only way out, is to kill them.  It’s as simple as that, we do it as sport, you live on our whims, if you wonder, look at the monitor.
Charles: What is it?  What is he showing now?
Harrison: It’s the other boys from the cell.  Everyone except us and the guy who is still curled up in that corner ate the food, and the food has bad effect on them.  2 seem to be ranting psychotically.  1 is just randomly lashing out erratically with his fists, no one seems willing to contest him.  Most are horrified, crying and wetting themselves.  Some are flinging themselves against the walls and clawing at their skin.  2 are in a fight pounding their fists relentless on each other, they are a bloody mess.  Oh wait!  The other guy who didn’t eat the food, he’s waking up, he’s looking around disbelieving.  He’s trying to avoid everyone, trying to avoid getting hit…  He sees the camera, but I don’t he knows what it is, it probably doesn’t look like a camera.  Oh wait, we can hear him for some reason.
Tim: Help me, someone help me!   For god sakes, I can’t be in here, I’m sick, they’re sick, what do you want from me.
Charles: you bastard.
Charles get his body strength back, starts getting up.
Tim: Wait, who is that?
Harrison: Can you hear us?
Tim: Yeah.
Charles: I’m Charles.
Harrison: Harrison.
Tim: Tim.
Man: Yes, and Tim, good luck in there.
Shuts off monitor.
Man: um, you might want to brace yourself.
Charles just gets up.  Harrison quickly, yet casually lays on the ground on his back.
Charles: Wha—
Charles collapses again, hard.