It was a cool crisp Upper East Side Sunday morning. I was drinking my early morning coffee black – witch was very unusual for me because I was never fond of alone but – I was very tired and I had made plans to meet my parents for brunch today at Tiffany's (It was my moms idea to eat there.) I had no idea that today it would happen.

I forgot to intrudse my self I'm Ben . . . Ben Montgomery as in the world known hotel Montgomery's. And also if your wondering what IT is you'll find out soon enough. As I finished my coffee I headed for the door as I got a coat my mom got me last week -witch looked really bad it was pucky shade of green and went down to my ankles but my mom would be mad if I didn't wear it – and a scarf from my dad witch I was very fond of for some reason. I walked out our apartment door and went down stairs past the lobby and out the door the chill hit me like a baseball bat and I was cold to the bone witch wasn't all that far away because I was extermly skinny even though I eat like a pig. As I got into a taxi the apartment manager called for me I must have dosed of because when I woke up I was in Brooklyn witch of course my parents forbid me to go there. “Um, Sir I told you to go to Tiffany's not Brooklyn,” I said rudely.

“Oh, I sorry but I have more costumers you must go,” he said in his middle eastern accent. “Just pay me the 100.56 cents you own me for the ride and I'll be on my way.”

Why I payed him the money I'd never know. He drove me far away from my home and I was freezing cold again. It hit me like a baseball bat again but this time I was pretty sure it was a real baseball bat because I blacked out. When woke up I was in a dimly lighted concrete room tied up to a chair. I recanized a few people there was the Taxi driver that drove me this morning, a man that had been my neighbor until a few weeks ago and most surprisingly my apartment manager the rest were masked accept for a big guy in a suit probably the muscle.

“Whats going on here,”I asked feeling a massive pain in my head.

“Shut up and listen or do you want my friend Tiny here to knock you out again?”He said.

I nodded a no and started to listen.

“We have bean watching you for the past few years and we have figured out every move you make ... know were going to keep you here for a few days to worry your parents then were gonna get call them and tell them that your fine from there were going to make you go home and act like you're fine but we will be watching you and if you try to tell anyone it'll be the last thing you do when you're at home you're going to find all of your parents pin codes and we'll kidnap you again and you'll tell your patents that you're going to Europe and then finally we'll kill you and we'll have your parents fortune,” the man said.

So there I was siting in a chair tied up and thinking how the hell did this all happen.