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"I'm going to work now," Sierra informed her mother. "Take care of yourself," her mother replied. Sierra smiled broadly, grabbed her coat and keys, and headed out the door.
As she reached her car, she let out a dramatic sigh. "Oh, another fucking thrilling day of staring at goddamn spreadsheets and pretending I know what I'm doing," she quipped with a grin. "Just living the corporate dream, right?"
The weather was milder than yesterday, she noted as she opened the car door and settled into the driver's seat. With a groan, she turned on the radio and smirked as "Expresso" by Sabrina Carpenter started playing.
"At least the universe has decent taste in music," she chuckled, tapping her fingers on the steering wheel to the beat.
At the office, Sierra greeted her colleague. "Hi, how are you?"
"I'm good, Chloe. How about you?"
"I'm alright, still stressed out though. I mean, why would Adam ever disappear like that?"
Sierra's heart sank. Adam's disappearance had been a constant source of worry. It was a nagging fear that something similar could happen to anyone, even herself. "Yeah, it's suspicious that he just vanished without informing anyone, not even his parents. There's not a single trace despite the police's efforts." She felt a knot tighten in her stomach, a mix of dread and sympathy.
"I'm so sorry for you, Chloe. I'm here for you. Let me know if there's anything I can do to support you. I promise it's going to be alright."
"Thank you so much, Sierra. Your kind words mean a lot to me. I really hope he comes back soon," Chloe sobbed.
I hope so too, Chloe.
Chloe walked away, and Sierra was left to her thoughts. The anxiety about Adam's safety and the emotional impact on his family weighed heavily on her. The thought of someone just disappearing, without a trace, was terrifying. She couldn't shake the uneasy feeling that lingered throughout the day.
After ten hours of paperwork and important meetings, Sierra was dismissed by her boss. In the dark parking lot, she hurried to her car after a long day. "I'm really craving some dessert," she mused. As she fumbled with her keys, a shadowy figure emerged from behind a pillar. Before she could react, strong hands grabbed her from behind, muffling her scream with a rough cloth. A second person appeared, swiftly binding her hands and feet.
Oh, for God's sake!
They dragged her into a waiting van with tinted black windows, where a third person sat behind the wheel. The van sped away into the night, leaving behind only tire marks and Sierra's abandoned purse.
Even though her mouth wasn't taped, Sierra remained calm, not screaming like that bitch from the horror movies. She discreetly scanned her three captors, noting their uniforms and bizarre masks.
"Well, this wasn't on my schedule for today," Sierra grumbled. "Do you guys speak, or are you telepathically communicating?"
As Sierra opened her mouth to speak bullshit again, one of them, sitting beside her, pulled out a gun and pointed it at her chest. His chiseled physique exuded strength and confidence. His dark hair was tousled, adding to his rugged allure, while his piercing dark brown eyes held an intense, smoldering gaze. His muscular frame was clad in a fitted tactical suit. He smirked behind his mask.
"Could you aim a little higher? My heart's up here, asshole."
"Keep talking and I'll put a bullet in your... tantalizing chest," he mocked.
"Yeah whatever, bitch. Only if you can hit something other than your own shitty ego," Sierra muttered under her breath.
She sat in the back of the van, hands bound, irritation rather than fear on her face. The dim interior was filled with the rumble of the engine and the occasional bump from the uneven road. She glanced out of the small windows, trying to get a sense of where they were going, but the scenery was unfamiliar and passing too quickly to discern.
"Great, just great," she muttered under her breath, her voice dripping with sarcasm.. Instead of fear, a fiery determination burned within her. Sierra was not one to sit quietly and accept her fate.
"Could you at least tell me where we're going?" she called out, her tone impatient. She received no answer, only a smug smile from the other abductor sitting next to her, who leaned in closer and brushed a hand seductively along her arm, making her annoyance flare into anger..
He was sitting just next to Sierra, and he was equally striking as she thought. His presence was commanding attention. His uniform was a sleek, dark ensemble that clung to his powerful physique and it showcased his well-defined muscles beneath the fabric. The bizarre mask covering his face only added to his enigmatic allure. And his eyes were a piercing shade of green.
After what he did, Sierra glared at him with steely eyes and sharply pulled her arm away. Without hesitation, she aimed a swift kick at his shin, her defiance evident in every movement.
The abductor remained unfazed by her kick, his expression unchanged. He effortlessly caught her leg mid-strike, a smirk playing on his lips. "Feisty, aren't we?" he said coolly, holding her leg firmly to prevent any further attempts at resistance.
Melissa met his gaze with a defiant smirk. "Feisty? I'm just making sure you're paying attention."The abductor's voice dropped to a whisper. His hot breath grazed sierra's ears as he mumbled, "I must say, I find your spirit quite captivating. But let's make a deal-keep that defiance to yourself for now, and I promise you'll find this experience far more intriguing."
Sierra huffed and looked away, muttering, "Fantastic. Just what I need-a chance to catch some sleep with this bullshit."
Sierra closed her eyes and tried to block out the discomfort, hoping for some much-needed rest after a long day at work. Despite the unsettling presence of the captors clinging close by, she forced herself to relax. The exhaustion and mental strain from the day weighed heavily on her as a burden, and she desperately sought solace in sleep, using the rhythm of the van's motion as a lullaby to escape tension around her.
This was not how Sierra had planned her day. After a long 10 hour work shift, she had looked forward to relaxing. Instead, she found herself trapped in a van with captors, her exhausting day replaced by a grueling and uncomfortable journey. As she sat there, she couldn't shake the uneasy feeling of uncrtainty, not knowing what lay ahead or what awaited her next.
In the pitch-black van, the only certainty was the relentless passage of time as they moved deeper into the unknown.
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Among Us: Sierra's Fatal Dilemma
Fanfiction-An Among Us fic with mystery, thrill, Sci fi, and a little bit of comedy. ☆ Interesting Plot with a lot of twists. Sierra, abducted and taken to a secret aerospace base, finds herself aboard a spaceship resembling the game 'Among Us.' She must com...