Nate woke up alone in an unfamiliar room. It was cold and dark and smelled of Mildew. There was no other furniture in the room besides a bed. His hands and legs were tied together with thick zip ties. What the hell was going on?He remembered being at the Prom with Amelia, dancing the night away. Then the power outage happened. Someone must’ve kidnapped him when it was dark.Fuck…he thought. He hoped Amelia was okay. If something happened to her, he would raise hell.“Oh, look who is finally awake?” A deep voice spoke.A man in a mask stood in front of him, holding a gun in his hand. “Sleepytime is over, pretty boy,” he remarked.“Fuck you,” Nate barked.“Ah, still feisty despite his situation, huh. Look, kid, I don’t want to hurt you, but I need you to cooperate,” the man sa
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