Robin:
"Bye Finn," I smile at him. "Bye Rob," he says as we part ways.
A black van pulls out not to far in front of him. I watch from the corner of a chain link fence.
"Will you hand me my hat?" The guy asks Finney. He nods and hand him his hat.
"I'm a part time magician!" The man smiles. "Would you like to see a magic trick?"
"Yeah!" Finney excitedly says. "Are those black balloons in there?"
"Yeah," he smirks, opening the car door. He grabs them out and covers Finney in them.
"FINN!" I call out a run up to them. He sprays something in Finney's mouth and shoved him in the van. He sprays the strange spray in my mouth.
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I wake up in a dark room, my gaze fuzzy. I notice I'm laying on a dirty mattress, next to Finney.
"Finn! FINN," I shout and shake him awake. "Huh...?" He mumbles as his eyes slowly flutter open. "Oh thank god," I sigh in relief. I quickly pull him into an embrace.
"What...? Where are we? I can see shit," he murmurs in my ear. "I don't know..., neither can I," I whisper, tightening my grip on him.
"You two did a number on my arm," the stranger sighs. "Wh-who are you..?" I cautiously ask. "Oh. I thought you would have recognized me from the paper. I'm Albert Shaw, or better known as," I cut him off before he can finish his sentence. "...The grabber," I add.