'Geez, it's cold...' Charlotte thought as she walked down the street, shivering with her hands in her pockets. 'I guess that's an early sign that it's becoming winter, though...' She thought as she brought her hands out of her pockets and up to her face. She breathed into her hands, causing a bit of fog while trying to warm them as she rubbed them together, then put them back in her pockets.
She sighed. 'God, why can't I just stay home...?' She wondered to herself as hurried steps started to come toward her. She glanced back as a man's hands went for her wrists. 'What!?' She asked in shock as she was pushed up against the outer wall of a closed shop. He moved her arms above her head and began to hold them with one hand.
The man came face to face with her, his mask covering all identifying features. He moved his free hand into his coat and pulled out handcuffs as he laughed. 'What's happening? Am I about to be kidnapped?' She wondered as she began to struggle against the man, to no avail as he moved his knee to block her movements.
He put the cuffs on her as a car pulled up and stopped next to them. Another man with a mask on walked out and helped the other man pull Charlotte off the wall and push her into the car.
'Holy fuck! I'm about to be raped. It was a kidnapping in broad daylight and they're gonna rape me!' She thought to herself as the first man entered the car and began to tie her legs. She attempted to resist, but once again, to no avail. He taped her mouth as well.
The other man went to the driver's seat and began to drive the car. Charlotte looked at the man with fear. The man noticed and looked her in the face. "Don't worry sweet lumps, you'll have fun." He said as he groped her left breast. Suddenly, the fear turned to disgust as she glared at the man. "Oh! Scary! Too bad you can't do anything!" He said with a laugh.
"Oh, shut it! Put her under already!" The driver said.
"Alright, fine." The man next to Charlotte said as he reached into his pocket and pulled out a strange device with cylinders poking out of it.
'What is that?' Charlotte wondered as he brought it closer to her face. Charlotte tried to move out of the way, but the man held her head in place and put it over her nose, and pressed a button. Soon enough, she was unconscious.
A while later, she woke up, tied to a chair in a warehouse. A man walked in, his lower body exposed. "Who are you!?" Charlotte asked aggressively.
"Don't worry about it. And scream if you'd like, nobody will hear you." He said.