You were walking to a park until you saw a boy, the boy looked at you and it was Bruce, your best friend, he just stood there and stared at you, you walked away only to be followed by Bruce. Bruce grabbed you by the shoulder and turned you around What are you doing here? Bruce asked as he glared down at you You won't go anywhere until you tell me where you were going. He said and lifted you up over his shoulder and carried you over to a bench