Being in captivity is scary, it's even scarier to see how terrorists kill your friends, even those you met while already in captivity, it still makes your blood run cold seeing how a lifeless body falls to the ground, and a trail of blood and bone fragments remains on a bare wall.

All you could do was pray for the survival of not only you, but others as well. Hunger, thirst, fear, fatigue.. All this has been haunting you for four days now while you are here, in this strange old building with concrete walls, no windows and only one door that was constantly guarded by these damn terrorists.

In the end, you couldn't stand it and your condition faded away, you fainted hearing muffled gunshots in the background, but at that moment you thought that they had killed another one.

You opened your eyes feeling like someone was carrying you in their arms, it was warm because you were wearing a man's jacket.

"Oh, you're finally awake, pequeña flor." You hear the voice of your savior. Alejandro was carrying you in his arms. You're saved.