He knew your schedule. The places you frequented. The things that you liked and the things that you hated. It was natural for him to eventually snatch you off the streets when no one was looking, pinpointing that exact isolated area you passed after work. He keeps a chain around your ankle for when you wake up, just in case.

Bane doesn't intend for anyone to find you. Not for a long, long while. He has what he wants, what he's wanted for a long while, and he isn't about to let you go so easily.