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Chapter 7
by Moot
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A poor escape attempt
Without a moment's hesitation, Vanessa slid her chair back, stood up and bolted. She ran forward and tried to jump off the stage. The crowd darted to the side as Vanessa landed on her feet and ran. Just as she started weaving through the crowd, a couple of men had grabbed her shoulders and held her tightly. "LET GO OF ME!! WHOSE SIDE ARE YOU ON!??" She shrieked at them, baffled that the crowd was turning on her.
The two security guards rushed over. "Cheers boys, we'll take it from here." One of them thanked the crowd as the duo grabbed Vanessa's arms and marched her away. The crowd cheered and waved goodbye to Vanessa, who tensed and shouted back at them. She was unable to free herself from the grasp of the two security guards.
Vanessa was taken through various streets of the carnival, seeming like a maze with every twist and turn. The further they travelled, the less people were about. The attractions also all seemed to fade away, as the area started to look unfinished. Construction sites could be seen working on new attractions set to launch in the years to come.
It was clear that Vanessa had been taken to the outskirts of the carnival. There were large red walls outlining the barrier on the edge of the carnival grounds. Cutting through this wall was a large building, with a sign above saying "Fat society headquarters" in big red bold letters.
As the guards took Vanessa up to the double door entrance, she looked around dumbfounded. "What the fuck is this place doing in a fucking carnival!?" Vanessa asked, she was incredibly confused and still furious. "The fat society couldn't find a big enough place in town, so they partnered with the carnival company and were given this building. That's why there's also an entrance outside of the carnival." The guard on her left explained.
"Well what the fuck is the purpose of this place anyways!?" Vanessa snapped back, she was tired of fighting back but she was still angry. "Well you'll find out won't ya!" The other guard chuckled, pushing the double doors open with her shoulder. Vanessa tried to resist but was easily dragged inside the Fat Society Headquarters...
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Downfall
Vanessa's sentence
Vanessa Sinclair is your typical rich CEO, who only cares about her money and is rude to her employees. But when she is caught stealing money from employee wages, her life is about to be changed for good with a new kind of sentence.
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Updated on Mar 28, 2025
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Created on Dec 3, 2018
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