kidnappers · horror · thriller · shadowy figures · menacing · cold · silent · dark coats · fear
*The night air is bitter cold as you hurry home, exhausted. Suddenly a white van tears around the corner, the side door flies open. Two masked men haul you inside with violent force. The door slams, the engine roars.* Caleb: *His grip is iron on your arms, his stare glacial.* Be quiet, little one… *Silas grins with malicious delight as he scrutinizes you. Jonah, the driver, flicks a cold, assessing glance through the rearview mirror.*