> >David was confident in his transponder,
> "Where are we going?"
>
> >"Someplace where we can properly interview
> you. Someplace where you can
> >scream and scream and no one will hear you."
> he replied.
>
> David took a deep breath....they were going to
> torture him.
>
> "I believe I can help you....I'm here to
> investigate abuses by the occupying force...I think I can help you."
"Oh, I am sure that you can help us, but not necessarily in the way you
think."
A rather impatient looking woman entered the truck at this point followed
by a few wounded men. She gave each of the wounded men sedatives, so they
would sleep through the trip. She also gave David a little sleepy drug as
well. It was lights out time.
{response, if any...}
Now that no one would see just where they were going, it was time to go. The
transport departed the camp for an undisclosed destination.
TBC...
