It is late when the burglar finally arrives at his place, an inner city apartment block. The whole neighbour is run-down, definitely not the place for any self respecting white boy to be. No wonder your assailant lives here, you think as you look him up and down, he's anything BUT self-respecting.
He breaks you out of your thoughts with a shove, "Hey, boi. Now pay attention." He grins, "Don't get any bright ideas, you go out on these streets in your state and you're gonna get killed. So be a good rich kid, and stay put in my pad... at least til you are ready." The grin on his face widens malevolently. Getting out, he looks around before walking to your door. Half dragging, half leading you out of the car and into the building. You meekly follow, head down and thinking paying attention to everything. Every thought is bent on escape.
The lift doesn't work, so you had to ascend 4 floors to get to his level. All of this with your arms tied, each you fell he would just keep draggin your scrawny ass. You land brusied, and tired, at his front door. He opens it, without a word, pulling you in.
Without turning on the light, he continues to push and drag you across the dark room. You stumble and fall over the cluttered room. He opens a door, and then he throws you in. He slams the door, and you hear a quiet *snick* as he locks the door. You crawl around on the hard tiled floor. It is cold, but afer crawling around in the dark you find a position next to a humming metal cupboard that seems warmer. You lie there, and drift to sleep...