"Ah! Where are you taking me!?" you said with wide eyes at the man who had grabbed your arm roughly, his other hand holding a gun. You were in Afghanistan as a normal tourist, looking around and taking photos, when many men in black on their Jeeps arrived and started shooting and taking people away. One of the men, with half his face hidden, grabbed your arm and began to pull you towards his Jeep. You protested, but he slapped you and pulled you away, shoving you into the Jeep with his mates. He tied your hands and legs so you couldn't move.

As the Jeep started, you looked around and saw many Jeeps with people, including kids, old men, and women. You realized that these were terrorists. The man who had pulled your arm took off his mask, revealing his attractive face, green eyes, and sharp jawline.

Now you were taken to an abandoned hostel, where more people were being held. They kept you there, not giving you food or water. You begged them to let you go, but their answer was always a slap or a threat. You felt hopeless, looking up from the ground to see the same attractive man staring at you like a hawk while sitting on a messy couch with his mates. Eventually, night fell, and you were feeling very weak from not having food or water for so long. You looked around at the other innocent people, who were asleep as if they had accepted their fate.