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[nando161mando]

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2023 Tesla Roadster

[madfoolish]

Dudes got the Elon Arm down so good. Uncanny.

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[sadrael]

The 3rd Night - Part 1: Footsteps

The first and second nights were a breeze. Nothing weird. All quiet. I’d hear noises that sounded like footsteps walking around the building, but whenever I checked the cams, I didn’t see anyone. So I figured it must have all been in my head. 

The only thing about this place was the basement. The camera stopped working on the first night, but when I told my supervisor about it, he said “not to worry about it just as long as you don’t go in there and keep that door bolted shut.” 

His words were stern, and I sort of shrugged it off. I wasn’t generally interested in the basement anyways. But tonight was different. I realized I was working for the biggest commercial space flight company in existence, SpaceX.

I was working as the night guard for the headquarters in Hawthorn California. My responsibility was to make sure no unauthorized personnel got into the building after all the workers had gone home for the night. And if anyone else was in the building other than me, it was Elon Musk. 

Elon, when not at the SpaceX facility in Boca Chica, or checking in with the operations with Boring Co. was here in Hawthorn, in his office on the top floor. 

He had a trundle couch that he slept on I guess, but honestly, I've never seen the man sleep. Sometimes I wonder if he's secretly a “3000-year-old vampire”, or he's got access to some really good drugs.

Nevertheless, his business was his and I was just the night guard. Hell, I’m lucky I even got the job. Do you have any clue what a space nerd would give to even set foot inside this place? There was a lot of competition for this job, and I was shocked I got it. 

I am pretty stoked I’m here though. I was just looking for a job in the area that paid decently and this one I just so happened to get. Working for Elon Musk has always been a dream of mine. I honestly wanted to be an engineer who designed Teslas or rockets, but I'm happy where I am. Anyways, enough about that. Let’s talk about that basement. 

So I’m working for this huge company owned by one of the wealthiest men in the solar system. The way my supervisor said to “stay out of the basement” came back to my mind tonight as I was sitting at my desk, swiveling in my chair, bored out of my mind.

It’s like he’s hiding something. Something nobody is allowed to see. Yesterday, I met the day guard, and when I asked him about the basement, he said the contents are top secret. Nobody knows what’s in there except Elon. “That’s his space. So if I were you, I wouldn’t go in there. Otherwise you might end up like the last night guard.”

When I was just about to ask what happened to the other night guard, Jerry, the day guard had to leave before the 5:00 pm traffic started. So I never got my answer.

Initially, I figured the guard who went in there must have lost his or her job. But who knows? Maybe they saw the “secret contents” and had to be killed before the knowledge escaped into the world. 

Just then, I got a beep from the motion sensors on the monitor. Camera 10 had picked up movement. I quickly rolled my seat into the desk and grabbed the mouse, clicking on pane 10, which showed me the hallway on the 10th floor.

As I look, I see a figure move just out of view. “The hell was that?” I say as I click on the next pane, which starts beeping at me. Pane 9 the hallway on the 9th floor. This time I sort of could see what was moving so quickly through the shadows, but the hallways were so dark, and the camera lighting was so crappy that all I got was a dark blur. A shadowy figure.

Whatever it was, it had moved to the 8th floor before I knew it. Missed it again. It didn’t help that it took a minute and 49 seconds for each pane to load once I opened it. The internet was working really slow tonight. 

The company had just switched over to Starlink, which unfortunately meant slow loading speed from 10:00pm to 6:00am. A kink that still needed repairing. More satellites had been deployed and would be in this part of the hemisphere next week. Still, it wasn’t making my job any easier.

I wasn’t having any luck figuring out who or what was in the building. It was probably just Elon, but the last two nights he stayed on the 10th floor. It wasn't like he had to leave his office to go to the bathroom or get food. It was like a house in there. That’s what Jerry the day guard told me anyways.

Before I knew it, I heard footsteps coming from the hallway where I was at. The door was open, so I scrambled out of my seat and over to the door. 

I quickly yet quietly shut the door and stood behind it. I would wait for whoever it was to pass and then chase them down. In case they were an intruder. As the footsteps neared, my heart began to race. 

At one point, I couldn't tell the difference. Was it footsteps I was hearing or my own heart?

Putting my ear to the door, I listened intently. The footsteps were right outside the door, they sounded loud, like they belonged to somebody big. 

An intruder surely wouldn't be making  all that noise. Unless they wanted to be caught. It’s gotta be Elon out there.

By the time I had figured out who the footsteps likely belonged to, they were already out of my listening range. So I decided to leave my post at the cameras and trail Elon, or the noisy intruder until I managed to get close enough to identify who they were and whether or not they were a threat. 

I followed them all the way down to the first floor. They were taking very long strides and thus I was unable to keep up with them. I would have had to start running, which would have given off my location. Plus the lights were all off. The only rooms that had power were both Elon’s and my offices. Company policy to “conserve energy.” Thankfully the building had tons of windows, and the full moon was shining brightly through them.

They ended up turning a corner that led to the stairs to the basement. At this point I was sure that the person I was following had to have been Elon, just because he’s the only guy around here who’d be able to walk that fast.

I paused at the top of the stairs. This is where the light ended. Before me looked like the state case to the abyss. My options were I go down the stairs and follow him to the basement, or I stop here.  

As much as I wanted to follow Elon, a part of me said to go back to my post before I got into trouble. Yet I wanted to know why he was going to the basement. I wanted to know what was in there. 

At the same time I was getting a little creeped out. I had forgotten my flashlight back on my desk *facepalm* because I'm a ding-ding, so I couldn't see shit. 

Then I noticed how quiet it was. No more big clunky Elon footsteps. He had just gone down those stairs maybe 30 seconds ago. I didn't hear the basement door open either. 

“Maybe he didn't go down there,” I think it myself as I look to the right, “the kitchen is that way, so maybe-”

I suddenly feel a large hand with a rag cover my mouth, and a strong arm pull me back into the chest of whoever was behind me! I tried fighting them, but breathing became difficult. 

My nostrils were filled with the sweet yet slightly chemical scent of which I presumed to be chloroform, the stuff kidnappers use on those rags when they kidnap you. My head started to spin, my body was becoming numb, and soon after I blacked out. 

When I woke up, I was blindfolded, and had been tied to what I believed to be a chair. My hands were bound to the armrests and my feet bound to the chair legs. A rope was tightly wrapped around my torso. I couldn't move.

It wasn't like I could scream for help, because I had a ball gag in my mouth. So I'm just stuck there, like what the fuck? Did Elon just kidnap me? Was that even Elon I was following? 

My mind was racing with questions, but they were all interrupted when I heard a large door open, and the same clunky footsteps from before walking across the cold concrete floor.

To Be Continued...

[iminlovewithelon]

i want him to look at me like that :,)

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[nando161mando]

What an absolute, irredeemable fucking piece of shit Elon is.

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2024 Tesla Model 3

[aeducateweb]

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[aci25]

Tesla Cybertruck looks unreal 🤯

Something straight out of Blade Runner

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