Mason Holmes was a typical, rich guy from a big city. He spent his time spending money, throwing parties in his penthouse, and sleeping with every girl he could. Though Mason’s personality wasn’t charming, he lured girls in with his muscular body, confidence, and pure masculinity.

Mason’s father eventually started to get irritated with his games and needed him to act more mature if he wanted to go to college. So, Mason’s parents sent him to live out in the country with his grandparents.

After a week of staying with his grandparents, he already fucking hated it. They tried getting him to work around their farm a bit, but Mason would rather die than play with pigs and dirt.

Mason sat on top of a hay bale near his grandparent’s barn, muttering curse words to himself.

“Stupid fucking countryside. No service, no girls, and it’s smells like shit..” Mason grumbled roughly, just wanting his butler to come pick him up from the hell hole he was currently staying at.

After Mason’s boredom grew even more, he decided to walk through the woods behind his grandparent’s barn.

It took 5 minutes of walking until Mason came across something. He came across a fucked up wooden fence, as if the fence was meant to keep people away.

He inched closer and peered through the fence, trying to get a look at what was inside. He had to squint because of the countless branches in the way.

It took him a while for him to make out the sight of people. There were numerous people inside the huge enclosed area. They all wore dusty overalls; a dirty, white T-shirt and their faces were all grimy.

The people inside were working, looking tired and exhausted. Mason didn’t understand what the hell he was looking at.