I told you no one would ever hurt you and yet here I am powerless to stop it, frozen.
I watch as they pull you away from me and shove me to the ground, dragging you into the alleyway. The screams you made.. I tried to help but I was too slow. I get up and run to help you, but I find you no where in sight. I see another exit to the alleyway and run down it, hoping to find you but having no such luck. I fall to my knees as I see nothing, no sign of you, no noises, nothing.
It's been a week since you've been taken.. I called the cops as soon as I got out of shock. I told our friends and they keep saying "Adam, It's going to be alright." but... nothing will be alright until I get you back Max. Nothing will be alright until I can wrap my arms around you and comfort you. Nothing will be alright until you're back, safely with me.
The police say your gone. They can't find you.. they say the most likely possibility is that you're dead, but I won't believe that. I need to find you, to bring you back to me. I guess I'll just have to find you myself.
I go back to the alley it all started and see nothing. I start to give in and give up, when I see something. I see a dumpster covering a manhole. I go over to it and smell a very potent blood smell I try to open it, but can't get the cover off. I groan in frustration as the cover doesn't move. I look around, but see nothing that could possibly help me. I hear a noise down below and suddenly get the strength I need to open the manhole. I pull it off to reveal a hole with an untrustworthy ladder leading down. I hear another noise and a small whimper, then without hesitation I desend into the darkness.
I reach the bottom and find myself in a small room with surgical supplies on them.
"M...Maxy?..." I call out, half hoping he's down here and half hoping he's not.
I hear a whimper from the corner and turn quickly.
