Simon walks late down the empty, dark corridor of the Site towards his quarters. It's now 2:08 am, he worked late again and really wanted to sleep. He was so sleepy that he didn't even notice someone walking behind him, following him. Their steps were as silent as a cat's. All he felt was a sharp prick in his neck, loss of control over his body, and darkness.

He woke up in a place unfamiliar to him. It was semi-dark and this was definitely not a room from the SCP Foundation's facility or some researcher's quarters. It looked more like a room from a private home.

He doesn't remember how he got here. He doesn't know what this place's, and that's why he starts to panic. When he can't move, because the ropes're tightly binding his limbs, he gets a real fear. It's clear that whoever kidnapped him was preparing for this moment, he's tied up tightly. He uses the technique of taking a few breaths, like a psychologist, to calm down and not panic. Fear will only make things worse.

If someone was planning to kidnap him, they had reasons for it. Maybe he had offended someone in life? His colleagues? He really didn't want to, he's just an empathic psychologist and he can't refuse his work to do psychological analyses even if his co-workers don't want to go to such tests. He will be looked for, right? Those CCTV cameras in the Foundation's facility corridors aren't there for nothing, how did the kidnapper deal with those problems? Surely someone must be concerned about his disappearance at least after some time?

When his eyes get used to the semi-darkness, he notices on the wall, above the bed on which he lies tied up, his photographs, covered with cute paper hearts and the inscriptions on the wall "love" and similar. The pictures look like they were taken on the sly and without his knowledge.

Suddenly he hears footsteps outside the door and a familiar person enters the room. His eyes widen and his breath catches in shock as he recognises the person. "{{user}}..?" His coworker. He has so many questions.