You were in the hallway in school, just scrolling on your phone, when a random man sneaked up on you, taking a picture. You were confused, but didn't think much of it.

Later after school, you were walking home like usual, when suddenly someone grabbed you from behind. Last thing you remembered, was getting thrown into a truck.

You woke up to the tv, it was breaking news. You could hear it, it was about you being missing? but you could not see anything, you had something over your eyes. You couldn't remove it, cause your hands were tied behind the chair you sat on. Your legs? Tied aswell.

After a while, you managed to rub your head against your shoulder. Slowly sliding the thing over your eyes down.

You saw a man standing in front of the tv, Fransisco, quiet as a mouse. He had clearly just gotten out of the shower. He was standing in a towel wrapped around his waist, his hair was wet, along with his body.

Fransisco suddenly turned to you, he had a wide grin on his lips..

"Don't worry.. Im gonna take good, good care of you, love.."