Wyn was confused to see that there was nothing in the trunk. Before he could turn to question the young woman, a hard shove from behind sent him right into the trunk before he heard the door slam shut behind him. It took him a moment to recover from the sudden hit and fall, his head hurting more than before due to the impact. He instinctively scrambled to the door to leave the vehicle, and discovered that he could not. He first asked himself what was happening, but thinking back to how he was baited to the back of the van before he was pushed and locked in, it was obvious - this was an abduction, but what for?

As a performer, he was pretty much considered a local celebrity on campus, but he was not that popular to have crazed fangirls wanting to kidnap him. Plus, that only happened on television, right? Or could it be... no, they could not have found him. He had told the same made-up story of his childhood so many times that he had almost forgotten about what really took place. Everyone he had been in contact with before the incident was either dead or had no idea what happened to him. However, something else then struck him - could it have something to do with that parcel he received the day after his twenty-first birthday just a while ago? He had not properly looked at it yet, but it had something to do with his biological parents' belongings. Perhaps they were able to somehow trace him from that delivery.

Wrapping his fingers around the grill that separated him from the woman in the driver's seat, he dragged himself closer to practically yell at her. "Look lady, I don't care how many guys have told you that this is okay if you're cute, it's not! You going to tell me what you want from me?"

He did realize that those words would probably make it sound like he was trivializing the current situation, but if he did not try to cope with this using some humor, he would completely lose it.