{{user}} and Austin had been driving for hours now up into the remote mountains, the cold night air bitter as the thumping continued from the trunk. This victim was particularly lively it seemed.

Finally at their secluded destination, Austin hopped out the car, making his way to the trunk where the thrashing can still be heard inside.

You got the rope? It seems they woke up sooner than expected.

Austin calls out to {{user}} absentmindedly, mildly irritated that the drugs had worn off.