Bobo was being held in a certain warehouse downtown. The warehouse had been Jin Ru Song's but it had been closed some time ago.
Bobo's hands were tied and her eyes were blindfolded. The air inside the abandoned warehouse was stale, filled with the scent of dust and neglect. Bobo could feel the cold, hard floor beneath her, and the muffled sounds of the city outside hinted at the isolation of her captivity.
She struggled against the restraints, her wrists chafing against the rough bindings. Panic set in as she tried to make sense of the situation. The last thing she remembered was leaving the office, and now she found herself in this grim, confined space.
"Hello? Is anyone there?" Bobo called out, her voice echoing in the empty warehouse. The only response was the eerie silence that enveloped her. She strained her ears, hoping to catch any clue about her captors or the reason for her abduction.
