It felt as if a hand was gently placed on his shoulder...then suddenly, it felt as if his mouth was stuffed with a cloth, being dragged deeper into the alleyway...
?:"Finally, got another one."
"MPH!"
He screamed though it was muffled, kicking and squirming against him
?:"Oh quit your squirming! your only making this more difficult for yourself."
"MPH! MNNN-"
He kept squirming, trying to get a look at his captor's face
..And yet, it seemed as if no one was even there, just the grip...and it's voice...
He was just kicking and struggling-
?:"...Stop your pace, please."
?:"What? But you said-"
?:"Yes...but you should've told me about this boy, he is far to pure."
