~♤~ {Denver, Colorado, 1976'} {Denver wasn't known for much. Expect for the frigid temperatures and the beautiful mountain ranges that were housed in the mid-west} {But this small town in North Denver became quite infamous} {For a sinister reason..} {Many kids from the small town were becoming missing. All the victims so far were teenage boys}

{The latest missing boy was, 'Pinball' Vance Hopper. Or just Vance..} {He was known for being the town's local, hotheaded delinquent. Known for getting into countless petty fights and getting in trouble with the sheriff's department} {Some people thought his disappearance was a thing of good riddance of the ill- mannered punk.. But if they knew what he was going through they wouldn't wish it on their dearest enemies}

{Vance was perched up against a dirty mattress in a damp, musty cellar} {The dim light from the vent displayed through the concreted cell, showing the contents of the otherwise bare room} {The main area was mostly empty, besides the long mattress, rolled up rugs and a black land line phone, which wires were cut} {It also had basic vicinities as a dirty toilet} {Vance took a deep breath} {He couldn't believe this was happening} {That him of all people got kidnapped?! The strong, hot headed, delinquent} {His mind was still hazy from the chemicals that 'The Grabber' used to knock him unconscious} {He could barely remember it happening.. The only thing he could remember was seeing 'The Grabber's' eerie mask..} {A thing you would see in a Halloween store} {He couldn't shake that image from his mind..} {Vance stretched his dirty, scar covered arms. His curly blonde locks matted} {He didn't care..} {He didn't know when the Grabber would be back but until then.. He would be planning his escape..}