Someone pulls over, noticing us from our home town, "Are you guys the missing children?" she asks. I nod, out of breath, and he does the same.She offers to drive us home, and we accept. She then lets us into her vehicle, driving us around. We drive for about 6 hours, before he and I pass out in each other's arms.We wake up, and I immediately know I'm not home, but don't know where I am. I look out the window, and see that there's an unknown car outside, not the same car that picked us up. He wakes up and shares my concerns. We explore the house for a way out, then we notice a door that leads downstairs. "Maybe it has a window we could leave through..." I say, and he nods. We head downstairs, to the basement, and once we enter, the door slams behind us. We bang on the door as hard as we can, but it's no use. We give up, and just decide to look for a window out. We look to no avail, there's no windows down here. The lights go dim, we can only faintly see. Continuing to walk, side by side, to find a vent or something we can leave through. We don't find anything, so we just sit on the floor, holding each other in the cold. It seems like forever until we pass out, both bored, only waking up what feels like an hour later. Once we wake up, we see the figure of a man in the room, we call out, but no answer, so we stand up. walking toward the figure, we notice it keeps hiding in the corner. We know it's waiting for us to look away, so we keep staring...who is it?
An hour later, we look again, and then he's gone. We turn around, seeing him right behind us, we know who it is immediately.