Grissom woke up with an awful headache, as he look around he noticed that he was no longer in his high class Las Vegas apartment, he was now in a jeep.
Where am I? he thought to himself
As Grissom looked around some more he saw a masked man driving the vechile.
"Ah finally awake I see," the masked man said as he noticed Grissom struggling on the floor.
"Where are you taking me?" shouted Grissom who was tied to the backseat of a Jeep.
"You'll soon find out," said a voice coming from the driving seat of the Jeep.
" Who are you anyway," asked Grissom looking for a way to get out of this mess.
"So many questions, Grissom," the driver said in a very calm voice.
"Answer me Dammit," shouted Grissom at the top of his lungs.
"I am your worst nightmare, but yet your best friend," said the driver in a more moody tone.
"Well I don't have a best friend so I guess you are just my worst nightmare," Grissom replied seeming more and more happy.
"Ah, we are here. Oh and one more thing Grissom, is there anyone in your life that means a lot to you?'" said the driver as the car was slowing down.
"There are a lot of people in my life that mean a lot to me, what does that have to do with anything?" shouted Grissom getting more and more scared now as the car slowed down.
Grissom looked up just in time to see where they were.
Grissom analyzed the situation in his head. All of this was to much for him in one day, but his thoughts were broken by the drivers loud shrieking laugh.
" I know where we are, what did you do to her?" Grissom shouted now knowing that one of his friends were in danger.
As the car slowed down tears started to fall down Grissom's cheeks, he hated showing emotion, but he couldn't handle the situation. Not when someone he cared about so deeply was in danger.
"I thought that you might know where we were," the driver chuckled.
Grissom then began to think the worst. What if he killed her? Grissom thought as more tears ran down his cheeks
"Listen here. You sick person! What did Sara ever do to you?" Grissom shouted now getting more and more curious as to what was going on inside of that house.
" Oh nothing, she never did a thing to me, but you on the other hand you did do something," the mystery man explained.
" I don't know what I did to you, but I am sorry, just don't hurt Sara. She means the world to me, just leave her alone you can hurt me all you want," Grissom said in a more calm voice hoping that the mystery man would take him up on his offer and leave Sara alone.
" Oh, but you are far to late now," said the mystery man laughing really hard now.
" What do you mean I am to late, what did you do to her? Well tell me I want to know now!" shouted Grissom as loud as he could.
Grissom heard a scream from within the house and knew that something had happened to Sara.
"No!" Grissom boomed.
"Why don't you go and take a little look at what your girlfriend looks like now," the mystery man snickered, malice running through his veins. He enjoyed the sad expression that painted Grissom's face.
Grissom threw all caution to the wind and bolted inside, terrified of what he might see, but more terrified of what might have happened to Sara.