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Kidnapped: New boy...? (part 2)

"Luck day for you... There is someone new," My kidnapper said, smiling wickedly.
"Ugh..." I groaned, the only noise I could muster because he'd drugged me and it hadn't completely worn off. The man threw a young boy in who is seemingly unconscious at the moment. He laughed and started walking down the hallway, shutting and bolt-locking the door behind him. After about an hour of me staring at him he woke up startled.
"Where am... I...?" He groaned, obviously drugged.
"Oh... You have been kidnapped. Sorry, I'm a bit up front with this only because I've been here so long. I'm y/n by the way, what's your name...?" I giggled at the slight amount of Irony this has developed, being that I just introduced myself calmly to some one who was just kidnapped.
"Kidnapped?!?!?!?" He didn't answer my question...
"Yeah, kidnapped, shh!! He might hear us talking, whisper." I warned, stage whispering.
"Why are you so calm?!?" He stage whispered back.
"Because unlike YOU, I don't want to be hurt... Or worse." I whisper-yelled at him.
"Okay, whatever... Name's Newt, nice to be at your acquaintance." He said, slightly sarcastic.
"You too, now let's talk about an escape plan..." I said hurriedly, looking at him closer. He was a blonde boy with a sharp British accent. He wore a pair of jeans with White Converse™ and a red flannel. His sandy hair was ruffled in a way that if we weren't dealing with sudden death, I would ask to play with it.
"By escape plan I hope you mean you've already thought of one... Please tell me you have at least a slight plan!?!?!?" He whispered to me.
"Uhhh..." I mumbled.
"You don't, do you...?" He grumbled under his breath and I shook my head.
"Goddammit!!!! Were stuck!" He exasperated, tears in his eyes. Just then, the master walked in.