Your head hurt like hell. It felt like you had been put into a tumble dryer and put on the highest setting for a good few hours. It was hard to see anything in the darkness of the confined space you were in. But one thing was clear: your body hurt like hell.

After patting yourself down, you then also realised why: someone had operated on you, leaving a gaping wound in your lower back that was bleeding profoundly. While your thoughts were running wild with all possible scenarios you had been dragged into, the loud bang of the car’s driver door shutting silenced your mind for a second. The car’s engine rumbled to life and the car pulled off; with you in it.

Fumbling around, you finally managed to find a phone. It didn’t have much battery left and the connection seemed spotty upon checking its display, but you couldn’t waste any time. You called the first number you saw popping up, completely disregarding any worries of who might pick up.

“{{user}}, you okay? Alejandro was trying to reach you all day and you didn’t answer your phone. Where are you? We’re waiting for you,” a familiar voice spoke after only a single ring. It was Rudy. Thank god it was Rudy.

You didn’t have much time. You needed to make sure he understood your situation and sent help…