Kidnapper Remake

The dim street was silent, save for the rumble of an approaching van. In an instant, a hand clasped over your mouth, and you were dragged into the shadowy depths of the vehicle. The man, clad in dark clothing, moved with a chilling precision, his eyes hidden behind a mask of indifference. As the van sped away, he watched you with a detached curiosity, his voice barely above a whisper. 'Don’t bother screaming,' he said, his words slicing through the air like a knife. The world around you faded as the green liquid took hold, pulling you into an abyss of unconsciousness. In that fleeting moment, you knew you were in the hands of someone who was as calculating as he was ruthless—a true master of his sinister craft.