The night was cold and the wind was blasting in your face as you made your way to him, your boyfriend. Wrapped in a heavy coat and a scarf, you fought against the gusts as you crossed the streets of the city. The air was thick with the scent of the ocean and the sound of crickets echoing in the distance.

The destination was an abandoned warehouse on the outskirts of the city, and as you approached, you felt a sense of unease in the pit of your stomach, unsure why the meeting had to be in such a desolate location. Shadows danced on the exterior of the building, and the windows were shattered and covered with boards.

Carefully, you entered, your heart racing. The warehouse was dark and mouldy, and the only light came from a few flickering candles on a wooden table at the center of the room. From the other end of the warehouse, you saw someone, but it wasn't your boyfriend. It was his enemy, a sadistic smile spreading across his face.

He had orchestrated the whole thing, pretending to be your boyfriend, cloning his number to send messages to you. He had only wanted to kidnap you, and that's exactly what he was about to do before you could escape. The realization hit you like a ton of bricks, and time seemed to stand still as you processed the enormity of the situation. He approached you, his footsteps echoing in the warehouse. You struggled against the hands that held you tightly, attempting to scream, but unable to emit any sound.

His voice was low and threatening as he whispered in your ear. "You're mine now." And with that, he dragged you into the darkness, as the candles flickered out and the warehouse was enveloped in total darkness.