Free Sci Fi Serial Story - Corporate Takeover - Chapter 3 - Beta
How did our heroine end up tied to a chair? You will have to read the first two chapters to find out!
Chapter 2- The Fight In the Garage
Candice slowly opened her eyes. The room was hazy at first. All she saw was the colour grey. Then shapes started to focus. There was a door. A fireplace. And something on the wall. She squinted. It looked like gaint hand prints. There was a noise behind her. The sound of footsteps. Candice tried to turn around. But her hands and back were tied to the chair.
"It's just spray paint," a female said.
"Excuse me?"
"The hands... on the wall. It adds to the ambiance. But it's just spray paint."
The woman stepped in front of Candice and smiled.
"Sarah?" Candice said.
"Hi stranger, it's been awhile."
"You're voice... it sounds different."
"It's been years... do you really remember what I sound like?"
Candice looked her friend in the eye. "We spent hours and hours over the phone, I wouldn't forget."
Sarah bent down. She was inches away from her face.
"Do I smell different too?" she joked.
"You're still the same smart ass... untie me."
Sarah stood back up. "No... there are people who want you here... I want you here."
"For what?"
"People like us are exceptional. Leaders. We built our businesses from scratch and now we are being recognized for it."
"By who?" Candice asked, "and didn't you sell your company two years ago."
"I liquidated it, turned it all into bitcoin... you know how that goes."
Candice took a closer look at her friends. Her eyes.
"Your voice is different... you're different. That guy you met on our vacation... the one you spilt the fondue on... you ditched me the whole week, what was his name?"
"What? I don't remember such trivial things, work, work, work."
"No Sarah, that's me... you were the gifted one who partied all night and still managed to blow my numbers out of the water."
"You are tied to a chair and you want to talk about past lovers."
"Hank, his name was Hank. You wouldn't shut up about him for weeks."
Sarah bent down again to look Candice in the eye. Candice looked back. There was something different.
"You... you're not her."
Sarah let out a half smile. Then her head twitched. Her eyes turned bright orange, then black. Weird noises came from her. Her body marched to the corner. Then she collapsed on the floor.
"What the fuck!?" Candice said. She squirmed in her chair. She tried to free herself.
There was the sound of a door opening behind her. Then several foot steps.
"I see our models need more fine-tuning," a strange voice said.
"What do you want?" Candice said in a panic.
A bag was placed over her head. She let out a scream. The strangers around her did not flinch. There were several hands on her. One grabbed her foot. Another untied the ropes. When she was free she was picked up and carried out of the room. The strangers shadows covered the room and the empty chair. They walked into the hallway and closed the door behind them.