Silver

I woke up in a warehouse. The person who abducted me was a large guy (not in a fat kind of way, but more like the tough, scary, muscly kind of way) who looked like he was in his early twenties and had ridiculously strong fighting skills. His hair was a caramel brown and his eyes were emerald green. He had an ear piercing on the right and wore a black mask. I know the black mask thing sounds kind of cheesy, but he looked really horrifying. His voice wasn't the most pleasant sound. It had a slight rasp to it and a whisper was like thunder. I'd experienced his rage just a few hours ago, and it was still burning in the back of my mind.