Chapter 3

The helpless petite boy, awakened from his forced nap, he stood up and then fall down because of the dizziness he'd been feeling, he moaned and crumpled the carpet in the big dark room, he's in another room and isn't tied, however the room was spacious and the only light was coming from above him nothing else,just above him.

No chains, almost no visible windows and doors, he cried.

There's no escape, he cried helplessly and stomped on the carpet yelling for help and cussing all curse words he can spit to the people who kidnapped him, especially to the specific person who wants him to get kidnapped

What happened? Why was he the target? And what was that vivid memory of the last scene he saw before he was kidnapped? Mom?

His head again began to spin, made him scream and screech crying helplessly in the unfamiliar room with no one to rely on.

"Mom! Look I want this toy I saw in our neighbour's big T. V!" the little boy took a drawing and smiled cheerful at his own mom

The woman sighed and ignored her son, she then continued watching TV and ate some junk food. Her son sighed and left saying a still sweet goodbye, he never said it, not to anyone. Although his mom isn't as neglecting as his dad, it's alright for him as long as he did not receive an aching slap from his mother he's alright, she cook and provide for him, not like his father, but he never imagined that this day would come, and he never saw it coming.

In a single passing days, he never imagined that he would be one of the poor victims being held in a cold room without nothing else to see except the lights illuminating on top of him.

He cried as he recall all his trauma.

"Quit crying you pretty boy" as he heard those word he exhaled and panicked. Not knowing what to say so that these men could spare his life, he said anything that his mouth could utter.

"I-i don't... Know.. What I did wrong but sir... I didn't do anything! Please let me go!" he cried and knealed down rubbing his two hands together bowing to the tall person in front of him.

"Oh that's a huge mistake..." the helpless person heard the tall man sighed and talked to a walkie talkie. "Did you all got that? Daeng, the boss is gonna kill me for your actions" He chuckled nervously and nodded to the walkie talkie, as if the person from the other line can see him, the petite boy then sobbed and scoffed. "I thought you're the boss!" he pointed and cried once again.

The helpless boy look up with watery eyes begging for help.

As thr tall man saw it he held his breathe and ignored the others pleaded voice and headed towards the dark way for him to reach the door knob so that he could exit.

"Where did the boss found this person? He seems so simple..."