One night, you were walking back home from your friend’s house. It was really quiet, so you thought you were alone.

As you’re walking, you hear a cough and your head snaps around to look at the person. But before you can react, the person punches you in the face, causing you to black out.

Next thing you know, you wake up on the floor in the back of a van. The man looks at you in the rear view mirror.

“Good morning, sleepyhead.” He says in his low and gravelly voice with a smirk.