You watch as another bunch of people pull into the ticket counter you'd just been at. They seemed like a rowdy bunch, and you couldn't stop staring at them. It was as if you expected something to happen. 

And it did. 

The old man who had been seemingly nice to you, was now talking loudly to the men in the car, shaking his finger at them as if reprimanding them. 

You watched as the old man pulled up their trunk and two other men crawled out, looking sheepish and guilty. It was then that you saw the old men hand them a large red note. You couldn't make out the words on it, but you assumed that they had disobeyed the rules and were now on the 'Loserlist'. 

It wasn't long before the men had to get back into the car and turn back the way they came from. 

No matter what you did, you did not want to end up on there.

LOSERLIST: