Ziva P.O.V.
Once the doors were opened, I heard shots fired. I ran towards the door, but was pushed down hard to the ground by a large man. The man was muscular, fit and ready to kill me at any cost. The man was here to make sure I didn't get out alive. He was blocking the door, and he knew I was weak. I could barely stand up right, let alone walk. My feet hurt like hell and my head has been spinning for hours. I'm not in the mood, or in good enough shape to fight my way out of here. I feel very woozy and am swaying back and forth, back and forth, back and forth. I can tell that I'm about to throw up, but I don't give the man any warning.
"Bbbbbbbbbbbbbllllllllllllleeeeeeeeehhhhhhhh"
I throw up big green and orange chunks of nothing. I haven't eaten in a while, so it's mainly just water. The feeling left in my throat burns horribly, and I can barely yell. I have one last chance to save myself.
"Help! Help!" I yell continuously. The man is wiping his face and body, trying to get the puke off of him. He is totally disgusted, and doesn't notice me take a few steps toward the door.
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