And you slowly wake up, your head hurting. The only thing you remember is that you said a slur to some strange people who were passing by, who were of Mexican nationality.

Your wrists and legs were tightly tied to a chair, which you were sitting on. The first thing you see are some masked men with a camera that seems to be on. The men positioned themselves, and one spoke.

"Uno, dos, tres. Hola a todos, hoy le vamos a enseñar a este gringo baboso lo que pasa cuando se burlan de nosotros." He spoke with a heavy Hispanic accent.

A man grabs your chin quite hard and moves a knife near you, trying to get everything that happens recorded by the camera. You are going to be tortured by a Mexican cartel.