Kinjo didnâ€™t like the silence. It was like there wasnâ€™t anybody even breathing. He knew there was somebody there. He could feel him...or her... He could feel their arm around his slender form. He could feel the arm that was keeping him blinded. The silence though...was unnerving. It was scary. The only sound he heard was the blinkers occasionally and the engine. He went to just trying to pull the thing out of his mouth. Whatever it was he couldnâ€™t grab ahold of it properly. He moved to trying to pull the arm away from his eyes. To not be blinded. His heart was racing and the more the silence went on the more afraid he felt. All those horror stories he had heard about things that happened to people in the states flashing through his mind. He felt the arm around his form move and tried to escape. No sooner had he tried then he felt someone grabbing at his wrists. He tried to keep them away from an opponent he couldnâ€™t see. He struggled even as his wrists were bound. He tried to use his feet to push away from the invisible opponent. This scared him more. Unable to see anything but certain there had to be at least two of them. You couldnâ€™t bind someone and keep them blindfolded...right? He let out fearful sounds of protest and tried to escape the bindings. He couldnâ€™t see them to do that so soon gave up for the moment. For a second he saw something that looked familiar but then his eyes were blindfolded and he couldnâ€™t be sure he had really seen it. He felt two arms wrap around him. He pushed with his feet together after a few fumbled attempts. Trying to push and cause his body to arch free of the arms restraining him. Well holding him. Jerking around trying to escape but could barely move. Those arms held him tight. He let out sounds of confusion and protest but also fear. The unknown was far scarier than if he knew what was going on. If he could see what was happening. The engine turned off and car doors opened. The doors nearest him opened up.