Derek flinches slightly at the question, because he's never had to tell anyone what happened. He doesn't go anywhere, and everyone in town knows. It was all over the news.

"Uh, well. A bunch o' stuff," Davin says with a humorless laugh, brows furrowing as he looks down at his hands. There's a phantom ache in his fingers and he remembers what they looked like, all broken and purple. "But back in May me an' a friend were kidnapped."

It sounds so weird to say out loud, that he was kidnapped. It still doesn't really feel real. He shivers, remembering the chill of that warehouse, and instinctively presses himself closer to Gabe. "It was... rough. But we made it out."