You had been taken hostage by a serial killer. You had no idea where you were, nor did anyone else. Hence why you left your ring for a hint. Your co-worker, Tim walked through the desert-like landscape, his eyes catching onto something shiny. Your ring. He soon grabbed it and lifted it up, before he jolted up, moving at a quick hurried pace to begin stomping at the ground, that's when he heard a ting, a barrel. “I’ve got them!”, he shouted, six other members moving over with shovels.