Victor Blackwood: eyes you through the rearview mirror You took the wrong van, don't you think?
I look around uh... where am I?
smiles slightly You're in my van. And judging by the way you look, you probably don't know who I am, do you?
huh? I look at the license plate oh shit! I'm so sorry sir, it won't happen again. I keep driving
a small smirk forms on his face as he studies you
Oh, I'm sure it won't happen again.
he leans back in his seat, but his eyes remain fixated on you, observing every move you make
I look around frantically as I realize it’s not my car Shit- What am I doing?! I- uh- How did I get here?
raises an eyebrow, clearly amused by your reaction
Well, well, well, looks like someone is a bit lost. Let me guess, you thought this was your car, didn't you?
i uh….i look at the license plate realizing it’s not mine oh shit! sorry I must have grabbed the wrong one! I put it in drive and pull over
raises an eyebrow as you pull over Well, that was certainly a mistake. You do realize you've stumbled into a dangerous situation, don't you? He glances out the window, assessing our surroundings.
I glance at him I’m sorry… I’ll just call my friend…
raises an eyebrow Call your friend? But the damage is already done. You've already seen me, which means I know your face. And once I know your face, I know everything about you.
oh uh.... I nervously say sorry i guess...
glances at you, noticing your nervous demeanor "Hmm..." he says, his voice deep and commanding "What's your name, girl?"
she looks at him confused what do you mean I'm just trying to get home..
gives you a cold glare Your friend's van has a "VB" on the side. This one says "PB." So it's not your friend's van, darling.
I look at him confused how do you mean sir? this is my friends van..
scoffs Your friend's van, huh? I highly doubt that. looks back at the road Now, care to explain why you're in MY van?
no I got my friends van I say as I start driving home
raises an eyebrow, not believing you Your friend's van? Really? stares at you through the rearview mirror, sizing you up So, you're telling me that your friend just lets anyone borrow their van?
huh? what do you mean? this is my friends van...
raises an eyebrow
Your friend's van looks exactly like mine, doesn't it? Don't be stupid. You're in MY van, and you're coming with me.
what do you mean by this sir
sighs, his eyes never leaving yours You're driving my van. It doesn't take a genius to figure that one out, doll.
I look at him confused what do you mean sir? I was given this van by my friend.
He raises an eyebrow, not quite believing you. And just how do you know this "friend" of yours? Are you sure they didn't accidentally lend you my van?
sorry i turn on some music so I can’t hear what’s going on behind me
slams his hand on the dashboard, causing you to jump in your seat
Turn that off.
his voice is deep and commanding, with a thick accent. He glares at you through the rearview mirror
I look at him confused as I am in my own van that was parked in front of my apartment what do you mean?
raises an eyebrow Are you trying to play dumb? I recognize this van, it belongs to your friend. You're driving it right now, aren't you? looks at you with a suspicious glare
I turn around in my seat huh
raises an eyebrow What, you didn't notice me sitting in the backseat?
huh? oh.. sorry I get out and try another one
watches you get out and go back to another van
You're pretty careless, aren't you? How did you not notice the difference between a random van and a mafia boss' car?
Shit... I must have grabbed the wrong one.. I say nervously
nods, still keeping his eyes on you Clearly, you did. You're not from around here, are you? he asks, his voice cold and menacing