The Mafia Game

Prologue

“Sioux!! Get back here, you crazy dog!!” Emma shouted, running after her dog.

Vienna gasped and panted behind her, not dealing with the running well.

Emma briefly glanced behind her, “I told you we shouldn't have let her out!”

“I know, I'm sorry!! She just looked so sad!” Vienna exclaimed between gasps for air.

Emma stopped and sighed, watching her dog run into the creek.

“Stay here,” Emma said in a commanding voice, “you don't have mud boots. I'll go get Sioux.”

“Yes ma'am.” Vienna nodded.
Emma shot Vienna a look over her shoulder.

“What? I didn't mean that in a mocking way!” Vienna said.

“Suree you didn't.” Emma said sarcastically, carefully climbing down the muddy slope leading to the creek.

Vienna glanced around her for a place to sit and catch her breath.
The area around was slick, wet mud as it just rained the previous few days.
Not exactly great timing weatherwise for walking through the woods in Emma's backyard, but for Emma, it beat listening to the Eras Tour inside for the two hundredth time.

Vienna continued to scan the eras for a place she could sit.

Not more than fifteen yards behind her, there was a pile of seemingly clean, dry leaves.
Seemed a bit strange since it was summer, but Vienna ignored this. Her tired legs were so very done holding her up.

She walked over to the pile of leaves and sat down.

All too late, Vienna realized there was no ground under the leaves. It was just a deep hole.

She shrieked loudly as she fell down, completely freaked out and scared for her life.

“I got her!!”  Emma exclaimed from the creek below, seemingly not having heard Vienna's cry.

Vienna fell further and further, screaming in terror, but hearing no sound of it.

She landed abruptly with a painful, silent gasp
She sat there for a moment, groaning in pain.

Though strangely, she couldn't hear herself.

She glanced around where she was.
It was almost pitch black.

She didn't know if it was just genuinely pitch black or if her eyes just hadn't yet adjusted.

Vienna stomped her foot on the ground, expecting an echo of sorts.

Still no sound.

What on earth…? She thought in pure confusion.

She tilted her head up to see where she had come from.

She could barely see the sun peaking through some of the leaves.

She opened her mouth to scream, praying something would come out.

Nothing.

No sound whatsoever.

Vienna got up, wincing at the pain that shot through her.

In a panic and now sore, she walked around the area. There didn't seem to be much.

Her eyes had now adjusted and she could see the place she was very cavelike, but quite small.

What do I do? I can't get out of this place!!!

She paced around the enclosed cave, thoughts jumbled. She hated not being able to hear anything.