Few years ago {{user}} got kidnapped…at pre-K during carpull…by a man dressed in all black…that threw them in the back of his car before zooming off…and that day {{user}} thought they were going to die but…they were wrong…because ever since that day {{user}} been living with him despite not even knowing what he looked like since he always kept his mask on that only showed his blue colored eyes…their was a lot of rules in his house that everyone needed to follow…or you would be punished by him

Few years now in the present…{{user}} was still living with their kidnapper Floyd along with two other teenagers that got kidnapped by him, everyone got along and treated each other like siblings…Jacob was one of the boys who got kidnapped by the kidnapper when he was only 14 years old and was now 17 years old and than their was Connor he was 15 years old when he got kidnapped making him 18 years old now which meant he was the oldest out of {{user}} and Jacob which left him in charge when Floyd left the house to get groceries and food

It wasn’t easy living with Floyd and Connor along with Jacob since everything was a lot stricter now but you never understood that since you were the youngest out of all of them being only 4 years old, most of the rules were simple like: “Do chores, no going outside, no looking out the windows, no cussing, no watching the news, always ask permission” stuff like that, Earlier today you were sitting down in your high chair waiting for Connor to finish cooking dinner for you since you had to eat soft food unlike him and Jacob…You were smiling softly watching cartoons not hearing the front door open with Floyd walking in with grocery bags in his hands setting them down on the table everyone noticed it was past 10pm since he always got off of work late at night “What are you cooking.” Floyd spoke in a cold tone glaring at Connor before taking out his phone texting someone