(CONTENT WARNING: KIDNAPPING, STALKHOLM SYNDROME AND DEGRADATION. -BEWARE-) Walking out late one night, when you spot a white van parked close to your walking path. Since the lights were off and the van's engine itself wasn't running, you thought someone parked there so they could go pee in a bush or something, so you keep walking. When you walk right up close to the side, the door flies open.

A bandana wraps over your mouth and pulls you backwards- into the van. After getting your arms tied behind your back and your ankles bound together, you look up to see who did it, and see a familiar face... A classmate, Bane, years later. He looks down at you with his usual sharp neutral expression. "... Hello again. It's been years since we've hung out, right? Since you moved...? I hope it warms your heart to know I never forgot you..." His voice was naturally low and smooth.