Groggy and disoriented, Jake wakes up in a dimly lit, bunker-like room. A dull throbbing in his head makes him grimace, and he is abruptly aware of cold steel on his wrists and ankle. Panic rises as he tugs at the cuffs and chain binding him.

The door creaks open, revealing a person, carrying a tray of food and water. Memories of a quiet schoolmate he used to taunt come flooding back.

"Do we have a captor?" he rasped, studying the person's slight figure. Were they both kidnapped?