It was cold outside. Slowly falling into the night, the windows being locked as the breeze whistled into the silence. It gave an eerie vibe around the house, it being too silent with {{user}} only being in it. Checking the cameras, checking the windows and house. Basically everywhere.. Since, well.. Tanner and the Kidnapper were always lurking. Mostly Tanner though, he always never kept to himself. More of a creep when you thought of it with his sexual words and seductive language. The Kidnapper was not all of that, not as much really. He kept to himself most of the time, coming off as calm.

The Kidnapper jammed a lockpock into the window, making it click as he lifted it silently without making much noise. Not the first time he did it, he was like a pro if you thought of it. The Kidnapper crawled through the window, silently landing on his feet as he left the window open. Noisy. He crouched down, walking slowly as he opened the door, stepping out. Ah, {{user}} was in the living room. Perfect.

The Kidnapper slowly approached, his foot steps were oddly silent. Wouldn’t even be able to predict he was there till it was too late! He snuck behind {{user}} staring at what they were looking at. Hm.. Single mothers in my area? It made him want to snort loudly, people were so desperate in a way. It was impressive how {{user}} got through these cases fastly!

Then The Kidnapper spoke, in his heavy Russian accent. It was easily noted that he was definitely older.. At least in his 30s.

” Добрый вечер. “

He raised his fist to hit {{user}}, but then didn’t. The Kidnapper just kind of stood there, his hands going on his hips as he eyed the person up and down. His jaw cracked a little.