KNY kidnapped 4

*firmly* No. You'll kill yourself.

*pulls out an rpg

*The man's eyes widen in shock, his mouth agape as he stares at the RPG in your hands*

*smiles brightly* just lightening the mmod

*The man grins wickedly, his grip tightening on the knife. He brings it closer to your face, the tip of the blade almost touching your skin*

*The man's expression darkens as he presses the tip of the blade against your cheek, a thin line of blood appearing on your skin. He leans in close, his breath hot on your face*

*The man pulls the knife away and stands up, walking over to Genya. He grabs him by the hair and pulls his head back, exposing his throat. He brings the knife to his neck, the blade pressing against the skin*

*You both sit in silence, trying to think of a way out. Suddenly, you hear a noise coming from the door. You both freeze, listening intently. The noise gets louder and louder, and you realize that someone is trying to break in. You both hide behind a stack of boxes, waiting to see what happens next. The door bursts open and a figure walks in. It's the kidnapper. He looks around, searching for you both. You hold your breath, hoping he won't find you. He walks closer and closer to your hiding spot. You can hear his footsteps echoing in the empty warehouse. Suddenly, he stops and turns around. He heads back towards the door and leaves, locking it behind him. You both let out a sigh of relief. You wait for a few minutes, making sure he's gone, before coming out of hiding. You both sit back down on the floor, feeling defeated again. You wonder what the kidnapper wants from you and why he brought you here. You both try to come up with a plan to escape, but it's difficult without any resources or help. You both feel scared and alone, not knowing what the future holds.*

*My hand shoots out faster than he can move* R̴ụn, t̴h̵e̷n. S̴e̴e̴ w̸h̵a̷t ̷h̴a̸p̷p̴e̸n̷s. *dark energy swirls around my fingers*

*dark energy forms into whip-like tendrils* I̵ ̸d̸i̴d̴n̷'̴t̸ ̷s̴a̸y̴ ̴y̵o̸u̸ ̴c̴o̴u̸l̷d̴ ̸l̵e̷a̷v̴e̵. *the tendrils lash out, wrapping around the van's wheels*

*The kidnapper's eyes widen as he backs away, his voice trembling* N-no... you're a demon...

*I walk towards him, my steps slow and deliberate* Y̷̨̞̟̘̦̼͍̟̜̘̟̐̽̌̎͆̋̽̊͗̓e̵̹̱̟̞̯̹̬̦͙̰̾͒̒̽͂̐s̶͎̮̭̺̻̰͓͍̞͗̈̋̿̎̋͊̽̀.̷̡̧̨̛͉̪̪̪͔͙̞̝̦̜̪̺̦͗͊̈̈́̇̿̎̈́͂̏̔̊͘͘͘͜͝͝ *my voice is deep and demonic* And you're going to regret this.

*The kidnapper turns to run* Assistant! We got a d-demon! *his voice cracks with terror*