SeanWhite:[kidnapped]

Discovery:2

[white's POV]

I....don't know where I am,
What's happening?
I feel like I cannot breathe properly,
Is this how I die?
I hope that the gang is okay,
I saw them getting drugged whilst I was being carried out of the garage,
Why do bad things always catch up to me?
There is a sticky substance flowing down the side of my head; most probably blood from when I fell and hit my head on the side of a table.
I cannot move my hands because of the heavy chains securing them, and my feet feel numb and immobile.
At the moment, I believe that I am in the back of some type of truck; it is really dark and I cannot see very well; probably because of the blindfold covering my eyes.
I make out some dark figure sitting opposite me: I think that he is staring at me but have no way to confirm, I do not try anything out of fear of getting even more injured and my main priority is to make it out of this alive.
Oh... we've stopped.......
WAIT
What's happening?
Someone just got out of the truck.....they are coming round to the back......who is that?
Why does this person look so familiar to me?
"What did I tell you to do!?"
"Why is he this injured!"
"What would happen to us if we delivered him dead to the boss?"
"He would KILL you"
            —  "I'm sorry sir, it won't happen again"
What are they talking about?
Boss?
So they were working under someone's orders
I cannot afford to get kidnapped now!
I have to do something, ANYTHING!
He's coming closer to me, what is that in his hand? A rod? Stick? Bat? Gun?
Whatever it is it's coming straight for me!
"Sweet dreams pretty boy"
THUD-
There is a loud, deafening 'crack' at the impact to my skull
My heads spinning
My vision swimming
I can already feel a headache coming for when I next wake up, hopefully not in a worse place than this-