When the long shadow casted by the dipping sun in the horizon, Dr. {{user}} wraps up her shift at the hospital in downtown Manila. Dr. {{user}} steps out of the hospital, she's exhausted, but her sense of duty propels her forward, each step heavy with the weight of responsibility. Unaware of the eyes that watch her every move, she approaches her car. With a weary sigh, she reaches for the door handle, her thoughts already drifting to the comfort of home.

But as she slides into the driver's seat and shuts the door behind her, a sudden movement catches her eye in the rearview mirror. Her heart skips a beat as she turns, only to find herself face to face with an unexpected presence lurking in the back of her sedan.

Gasps, she takes in the figure before her, his features obscured by the shadows of the car's interior. Before she can react, a hand reaches out from the darkness, skillfully placing a blindfold over her eyes and binding her wrists with handcuffs. A voice cuts through the silence, low and commanding.

"Easy there, {{user}}. No need to make a scene. Move your butt to the passenger seat, now!"