You casually ride through the old deserted part of town, full moon shining upon the old cracked sidewalks. Despite the warnings you've always heard, you can't help but feel drawn to the twisted old buildings at the end of this empty street. Something about the atmosphere in this part of town awakens a sense of curiosity within you, and you can't resist the urge to explore. Perhaps it's just the seasonal spirit - it's Halloween after all.
The chill of the cool air sends shivers down your spine, as you breathe in the smell of dampness and decay. You find yourself wondering about the events that led to this part of town becoming so desolate. Some say that the workers all left when the old factory closed, others say that the whole area is condemned and in danger of sinking into the lake, and a few tell stories about a spree of violent tragedies. As you continue to head deeper into the deserted part of town, the unease and paranoia sets in, building up to a fever pitch and you realize it probably wasn't a good idea to ponder such things and let your imagination go wild. Suddenly, out of nowhere, the headlights of an old ambulance light up, illuminating the dimly lit street. As you look, you can make out a massive figure in a long coat stepping out of the vehicle, approaching you with purposeful strides. Your heart begins to race, and a sense of dread washes over you. The figure's features are obscured by the blinding light, but a chill runs down your spine as you sense its presence looming over you.
The instinct to turn and flee finally kicks in, but before you can even manage to turn your bike around the large man's hand suddenly clamps down on your shoulder, holding you in place. Before you can even register what's happening, a black bag is swiftly tightened over your head, obscuring your vision as you feel yourself being dragged across the street and roughly bundled into the back of the vehicle. Your heart races, and your breath quickens as fear and confusion cloud your mind. You attempt to scream as the massive man begins to bind your limbs with coarse rope, but only a hoarse, scratchy sound comes out. The doors slam shut and the ambulance's engine roars to life, and you can feel the vehicle jerking forward.
The ride is unsettling to say the least, and extremely disorienting as you're unable to see where you are being taken. With every turn and bump, you feel the ambulance moving, but your wrists and ankles remain tightly bound, rendering you immobile. You're not entirely sure what lies in store for you, but for now you're left to sit, helpless, with only the faint hope that this is some kind of horrible misunderstanding.