It took a bit for Victoria to finally stir from Oliver's voice coming through the radio, but once she did, she was wide awake and she bolted up in her seat, heart racing.

She was in a car. With no idea how she got there.

She looked to her left. Next to a man that she had never seen before in her life. He appeared to be asleep, and despite her situation, some kind of courtesy caused her to cover her mouth to stop herself from screaming. Victoria turned back to the door and tried to open it.

Locked. Of course.

Frantic, she listened to bits and pieces of Oliver's message before grabbing at the envelope on the dashboard. She read the riddle, but it made no sense, and she tossed it aside before turning back to the man.

"Who are you?!" Victoria demanded, a desperate air to her voice. "What's happening?!"