Stockholm syndrome (VegasPete)

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p.o.v pet

It was six o'clock when I woke up to get ready to go to work.  It had already become routine for me, but I liked it.  I passed in front of my grandmother's room and she was still sleeping so I left the breakfast table ready, then I grabbed my backpack and left the house going to the bus stop.  When I was almost there, a man in a van stopped me and asked me where house 1223 was, and I approached the window so I wouldn't have to speak loudly.  It was in the middle of my explanation that I was surprised by someone holding me and then putting a cloth over my nose.  Not understanding what was happening I inhaled all that chemical smell that was on the cloth and then I blacked out.

When I woke up I had my hands and feet tied by a rope, and my mouth was with a tape.  I wasn't aware of what exactly was going on, but all my senses told me it wasn't a good thing.  At that moment I got a little desperate and started crying.  Then I saw that there was a big man with tanned skin looking at me and then he said "he's crying... what do I do?"  He asked the driver who replied "Don't do anything, we are already at the pigsty" pigsty?  What is a sty?

Soon the car stopped, I could hear the driver's door open and close and soon the back doors of the van were open the only thing I could see was a dirt road that was very long and disappeared into the horizon.  Then the other man who was back there came down and untied my legs.

"Don't try anything stupid, others like you are out there"

He said pulling out a pistol, and the other big guy started pulling me by the arm and then I noticed we were getting close to what looked like an abandoned house.  But it was probably just for looks as there were several security cameras everywhere.

One of the men knocked on the door and soon an old-looking woman answered.

"Is that the boy who hits the form?"

She asked soon getting a nod from one of the men.  Then she pulled me inside and started to guide me down to the basement.  When I got there I saw other guys it looked like a prison and I was too scared to do anything so I just went in there and kept quiet.

"What is your name?"  A boy who looked about my age asked approaching.

"Pete" he sat next to me "my name is Porsche"

"Do you know what's going on here? Why are we here?"  I asked and he just shook his head.  We chatted for a while and it looks like he was also kidnapped on his way home from work.  Soon our conversation was cut short when the woman came back in and said.

"Eat and tomorrow the evaluator will come see you"