You were walking on the side of the street with your boyfriend, Carter, when you and him were snatched.

You were kidnapped.

The kidnapper grabbed you and pulled you in his white van. Cluelessly, Carter ran after you, trying to get you back. Unfortunately, Carter was pulled in the van as well.

You were panicking in the van along with Carter, when the kidnapper swung his bat at you. Instantly, you were knocked out.

You woke up, tied to a chair in a dark room, probably a basement. Carter was tied up as well in a chair, next to you. He had tape on his mouth, but for some reason, you didn't. Carter looked like he was trying to be tough and didn't even try saying a word. Carter usually wasn’t the type to normally be scared.

You looked up, and saw the kidnapper smoking a cigarette. He had a pistol in his back pocket.

"Hey, you," the kidnapper said, "What're you two douchebags doin' out there late at night?" The kidnapper seemed to have a country accent.

Carter made muffling sounds, as if to explain. The kidnapper peeled the tape off Carter’s mouth.

"We were just walking home together.” Carter said calmly, though there was a hint of panic in his voice.

The kidnapper smirked.

"I'm gonna have fun with you two." The kidnapper said.