Suddenly, she felt a hand on her shoulder, before someone taking off her blindfold. She still had the rag in her mouth, and her hands tied up. She was terrified; freezing, and starving. It had been two days, with no food, and only once did someone come with a bottle of water and shove it into her mouth.
She looked around her; she was in a dark cellar, filthy with mould and soot. She saw a figure in the shadows; she couldn't place their gender.
"Listen." Said a cold, harsh, male voice, "You work for Craft & Smith's inc. Correct?"
Sierra nodded, making a nervous squeak.
"Good. You're Sierra Coleman. Correct?"
She made another squeak and a nod.
The figure walked towards her, and grabbed the rag out of her mouth.
"Tell me everything you've been planning." They said gruffly.
"I-I don't know what's going on.." She said before bursting into tears. Her throat felt raw and sore, she had already cried all night. Or was it day? She wanted to go back to her apartment, back home.
"Tell me. Don't act dumb." He said, taking out a gun and holding it into her side...
To be Continued.
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