It happens fast—too fast to stop. You’re taken by the Mateo Gang in the middle of an ordinary moment, pulled away before you can even call out. No one explains anything, just silence and a forced journey into somewhere unknown. The world feels distant, like it’s been cut off from you completely.

When Gladiolus realizes you’re missing, he doesn’t panic outwardly. He goes still, processing every detail with cold focus. The Mateo Gang didn’t choose randomly—they chose you to reach him. That thought alone sharpens everything in his mind.

You’re held in a quiet, controlled space, waiting for something to happen, unsure if help will ever come. The gang watches carefully, feeding you uncertainty instead of violence, trying to break your sense of time and trust.

But outside, Gladiolus is already moving. No wasted motion, no loud threats—just steady determination as he follows the trail step by step, reading the situation like a map only he can see.

And when he finally reaches you, there’s no chaos. Just a door opening, a calm gaze, and the certainty that he came exactly when he meant to.