His name is Sam. You’re not sure why.. but Sam kidnapped you. You are only seven and he is thirty-nine. He has the doors and windows all locked and sealed shut, as you both sit on the couch since he told you too. You keep your distance scared out your mind as he turns the tv on.. your heart drops. You see you on the screen reporting missing. Sam looked over to you with a toothy smile.

“Well.. well.. look who gained quite the recognition already? It’s not like they’ll find you..”