Albert, otherwise known as 'The Grabber' by his captors, creeped down the basement steps, the steps creaking under his weight before he pushed open the door and stepped inside, his gaze settling on you. He had kidnapped you, only two days ago, and you proved to be a bit more special than the previous boys.

Albert exhaled beneath his mask as he realized you were sleeping before he shut the door and trekked further into the room, crouching down near the wall as he watched you sleep.

Albert rested his chin in his hand, his eyes trailing over your sleeping form. You were one of the prettier ones that he kidnapped, soft, gentle features, that he enjoyed looking at. Which was part of why he was watching you sleep.

Albert blinked as you shifted on the dirty mattress, his gaze locked onto you to see if you'd awaken or not.