Kidnapped

Date: 11/12/2016

It was a group get together and time for relaxation. A group of us went out to the rentals by the docks to party. Robin Williams was there, he didn't seem like he was enjoying himself. I got back home and a friend texted me to pick her up early from babysitting. I get to the stop sign at the bottom of my hill. A guy comes up to me and tells me to be careful, I shouldn't be alone this late at night. My friend texted me and told me no one could see me pick her up so I drove down the block and sat at the stop sign. She got in and we were surrounded by 4 men, one of which gave me the previous warning. I don't know what happened to my friend but they took me and another guy back to their rental at the docks. It was a bachelor pad. I passed out. When I came to I had a tube in my mouth. While I was passed out they were force feeding me wine and getting me high. They laughed as I panicked. They made me and the other prisoner take bong hits. We had to do what they said. They had knives. I kept thinking to myself we could take them. There was only 3 of them now and we could make and escape. I kept imagining killing the guy that seemed to be the leader, I couldn't bring myself to do it because I didn't know if the other prisoner would help me. About 4 months had gone by and both of us had gained weight. Our kidnappers just wanted us to play sick little games. Once the other guy set a bear trap near me. He was much bigger than I was so he could rush me whenever he wanted. I had to be smart. There was once I smashed a bottle over his head but we never killed each other. I succumbed to Stockholm syndrome and started to fall for the leader I had dreamt of killing. Now I imagined being intimate with him and gaining his favor. All of us went to a different room and I saw a box of cereal cookie crisps. I asked if I could have a bowl and they said no. I was confused because I had remembered having cereal before (I ate two bowls of cereal before bed last night, it wasn't Cookie Crisp). A few days pass and we end up going to an abandoned warehouse. There were chains hanging, barrels for burning, and everything was filthy. They told us one of us was going to put our hand in acid and that person would be free to go. But it was them who decided who got to do it. I think they chose by using eenie meanie or some other method. They chose the guy. They guy seemed like he was prepared. We had gone through so much. He only put his fingertips in the vat of acid and ripped them out and covered them with a cloth screaming. He started to run and was killed. I was frozen.