Mac felt like he was hit by a bus. His senses were completely numb and deluded. He was shivering again and he also noticed that his heartrate was fast, yet another symptom of hypothermia.

"Imagine there would be nothing to kill or die for" Jack mumbled as he sat in the corner of the plane looking out of the window. It was a rough mission they just finished. They had to infiltrate a building of a powerful criminal organization and steal a USB with plans for a new dangerous weapon. As always there where complications and they ended up disarming two bombs, fleeing from the gangsters through the nearly town and ending up in a gun fight with them. It only ended when the townspeople gathered around and Mac and a teenage boy were shot. They got them to a hospital and onto their plane home. It had been a rough mission and the only good thing was that they had the USB.

"Mac hold on to something!" Jack screamed when the missile hit the plane. Mac was too slow but Jack grabbed him and kept him as safe as possible. Mac held the USB in his hands and looked for possible solutions to not die.

Mac hadn't noticed that he had fallen asleep but at least he remembered how he got in this situation. -Is it possible that Jack really died? –

Mac felt completely lost. He decided to not believe the woman and have faith in Jack. Even though he decided his subconsciousness still couldn't rest and wandered off to the thought of the loss of his friends. To distract his mind, he looked around once more and tried to come up with possible ways to escape. He looked at the chains that bound him.

"If the chains started to rust right now, taking in consideration that they also are wet- it would only take around 60-100 years till they're rusted completely. Maybe they are older and already began to rust.

Jack? Please don't be dead! Don't think about it. Mac began to shiver again which made the pain in his shoulders even worse. The wounds started bleeding again.

Mac didn't realise the men came back in the room. "If you let me hang here the wounds won't stop bleeding and I'll die without you ever finding the USB"

One man punched him in the guts and in the face without a stop. The other one left the room. After what felt like eternity but could only be a few minutes the second man came back with a needle in his hand. Once more Mac fell unconscious. When he woke up again, he laid on the floor. He tried to stand up but had to realise his body wouldn't do what he wanted to.

"What the hell did they drug me with?" Mac got nervous as the effects didn't wear off. He tried and tried and tried but the results wouldn't change. He was imprisoned in his own body. Mac attempted to concentrate and move his body but the only feeling he got, was pain.

"I have to think positive." He tried to trick himself. "I'm not bound anymore and the drug eases the pain. "What happened to the USB" Mac wondered. What happened to the others? As he thought about it Macs heart sank. Slowly but surely his mind couldn't suppress the angsty feeling that his friends really died.

Firstly, his mind didn't waver on the fact that the last he could remember was blood and bodies laying on the ground.

Secondly his mind said, if they were alive they would have gotten you out of here long ago. "

I have to send them a sign, otherwise they won't know were I am. "but how?"

The door was opened and the woman came in- with her the boy that got shot during the mission.

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