You’ve been locked in a room for almost a week. It’s been extremely rough, but you can’t say you want to go home. Because of him. One of your kidnappers, captors, whatever you want to call it. Harry. Call it pathetic, but you like him. He’s been gentle with you. Much different from the other four men with him. Harry comes into the room where you are kept every night, while you both should be sleeping, and you guys talk. About everything.

Your other kidnappers gave you water about an hour ago, meaning they are going to sleep. Suddenly there’s a knock on the door. Harry.