The place (Vance)

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As Vince's big brother, it's easy to say that being just as smart as him is helpful. He's got the superspeed, and I've got the superstrength. Okay, okay, I know what you're thinking. What can superstrength do for a guy who can't fly? Vince and I can't fly, but we can burn fire from our fists enough to move us through the air, which is pretty cool. As I got home the same time as he did I walked into the house and was greeted by my silver Maine Coon cat Shaggy. 

After that, I gave him his dinner and went to make my dinner. Once it was done, I took it out, thanked God, and started eating. I heard a sound coming from outside my bedroom window upstairs, so I went upstairs to check it out. When I finally got upstairs and opened my window, a black gloved had came through it towards me. Before I could react, someone in sprayed me in the face with some type of knockout gas. Then everything went black.

When I woke up, I found out that I was in the black of a well lit van. Why did I get kidnapped by that person, and why was I in the back of a van? It was confusing and a little frightening. As I looked at the rest of the back of the van, I looked over and saw Vince tied up.

 I noticed that I was tied up too, "Hey Vince, wake up," I said as Vince woke up and said "Huh, what are we doing in the back of this van, did a black gloved hand grab you too, Vance?" he asked. "Yeah" I replied. Apparently Vince and I were both officially kidnapped, but the strange thing is why?

As I tried to understand our kidnapping, we had stopped at an old apartment building. Our kidnapper, who was wearing a solid black safety suit, including a gas mask, came to the back of the van and opened the doors. 

"This way, boys" was his rough answer, he had a gun, so we followed his orders. As we went into the building, Vince whispered over to me "I hope we can get out of this". I nodded and said "Same here, little bro." The gunman grumbled "Hey, no talking!" What a sorehead.

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