Again on the news they say that a person is missing. And it wouldn't be so bad if the news anchor didn't list your physical features.

You were sitting at a table not in your house, with your hands tied, looking at your kidnapper. Scaramouche smiled at you, looking at you with a little madness in his eyes.

"What a pity. They'll never find you" his hand reached up to your cheek, stroking.He picked up the remote control and turned off the TV.