You wake up MUCH much later

You wake up groggily after what feels like you had slept for eternity. God, what happened last night? You must have partied real hard to feel this hung over... and remember so little... you groan as you slowly sit up on the floor. You felt cold, and it seems you were wearing almost nothing but a pair of underwear.

"Hello." You nearly have a heart attack. You stumble back in your place and look up at the person before you. Above you leaned a somewhat familiar face, the sharp and cute face of your neighbor was smiling at you somewhat ominously behind her stylish, shoulder length blond locks. But something seemed different about her. The lighting made her look more mature...

You look at her in confusion for a moment before the memories of last... night?... return to you, and your confusion is replaced by a look of shock. It wasn't your neighbor, it was that creep wearing her like a disguise!

"You!.. y-you..." you mumble in shock.

"Yes, m-m-me" she mocks. "It's been quite some time since we last met, hasn't it?" She says with a cheeky smile.

"Oh, wait, I suppose it didn't feel like such a long time for you."

Her voice was playful and somewhat mocking, like she was enjoying your confusion, but beyond that there was nothing to imply that the woman before you was a middle aged man in disguise. Her pattern of speech, the way she carried herself, even down to her mannerisms, were all womanly.

"There's some clothes for you on the chair next to you." She comments. "I don't want you to freeze to ****."

You turn to find a pair of jeans and a flannel shirt and put them both on.

Only now you noticed the room you were in was different too. It was no longer the bedroom you snuck into earlier, but rather it seemed like a hotel suite. You make a few steps before turning your look to your kidnapper. You were half expecting her to order you back down or threaten you, but instead she just nods. Approaching the window, you notice the change in scenery. You were no longer in your suburban neighborhood, rather you found yourself in the downtown. You seemed to be in some rundown motel in the tougher part of town, but something about it seemed changed too. Some of the buildings seemed even more rundown than usual, and one building you could swear was still under construction last time you were here now was completed, and had some mild wear and tear on it.

"Yeah, I chose a neutral location, it's better for a meeting like this." Your kidnapper commented behind you. "A neutral face too. One you would recognize."

The second sentence has you a bit confused. Does that mean that isn't his only skin? You turn and look at her with a confused look. "What do you mean?"

She leans back on the motel bed, hands in her jacket pockets, and sighs. "Alright, there's no easy way to say this, but it's better to just rip the bandaid off." She gulps. For the first time, the kidnapper's face seemed a bit worried. "You were gone for 3 years."