After they grabbed and put a very bad smelling sack on my head, they pushed me inside the van. I stayed silent and I didn’t fight them because even if I was lucky enough to knock one of them out cold, there were four or maybe five of them that could still shoot me in the head. I just kept sitting there while they took me somewhere, maybe their hideout like in the movies. This was a f**k up life. I just barely got out of the hospital and got only few seconds to breathe fresh air when they put my head in this bag like it was a basketball ball.
I kept talking to myself until the car came to a halt. This might be the place where they were going to torture me or keep me for an exchange to a ransom. I still wasn't sure but I had a good feeling, or should I say bad, that these guys were acquaint
