"What?"
"Am I speaking to Stoick Vast?"
"What- yes."
Stoick grumbled as he squeezed the phone.
"Is it correct that your child was reported missing?"
"Yeah."
His kid? What about him? His last words to him were far from kind. If he had run away he wouldn't come back.
"He was abducted some time ago. It's a situation we are all still working on and trying to… work out."
"Abducted?" Stoick was shocked. "Is he ok?"
The woman on the line was silent for a moment. "He is currently under the care of the Wynters family, but… unfortunately he was involved in a large kidnapping and sort of… brainwashed. We are still working it out. But I can give you Mr. Wynter's number and you can… get him back."
"Brainwashed? What the hell are you talking about?"
He looked at the picture of his son, it was from a long time ago. When he was only about four and he was heading off to school. His mother was in that picture.
"Sir, authorities are still trying to wrap their heads around it."
A cat came down the stairs, black, with grey hairs on his coat. He yawned as he got to the last step, showing off a toothless mouth.
"I can give you Mr. Wynters contact."
"Do that."