I wake up, sweat dripping from my brow and the smell of blood in the air.  I try to clear my eyes but my arms are not moving,  as hard as I try I cannot budge from my position.  Suddenly I am kicked in the side and my eyes adjust to the light.  There is a man overtop of me sighing, he has red hair and a cut on his cheek,  the man says something but I can’t understand.  another guy walks over and looks at me as if im a pot of gold.  I can sense something is wrong, very wrong.  I try moving my arm again but its not moving.  The redhead moves closer to me with a cloth, then everything blacks out

I wake up for the second time, but this time I hear an engine and my arms are mobile.  I crawl around thinking I must be in a truck.  There are sounds to my left I ask if anyone is there.  All I get back as a reply is groaning, so I make my way over and whisper “Hello, who are you”.  ”My name is Kevin” coughs the person who must be a man because of their low voice.

The truck suddenly slows down and gradually stops.  I hear the sound of doors shutting and the back of the truck slowly opens and light floods in.  “Dont move, we have weapons”  Barks a raspy voice.  “Get out of the truck,  move slowely”.  I crawl to the end of the truck and hop down.  I am immediatly grabbed and handcuffed,  I see Kevin get the same treatment.