The eight men took their guns and led them outside to 2 black vans with
tinted windows. They placed the cops in one and everyone else in the other.
They fought to keep from separating but it was in vain.
"Damn." Said Davis to himself as the van doors closed and left him with Sully, Faith, Smith and very tired looking Bosco. To add to that, they were handcuffed. Ty didn't like having his hands behind his back. When he was a kid, his sister used to tie his hands behind his back and tickle him until their mom heard the screaming.
Faith sighed, she was sick and tired of being captured and scared. Now, to top it all off she was handcuffed in the back of a van, in the dark in the hands of crazy people. She hated to quote Bosco but 'These people were nuts' she thought to herself.
'Great, I'm stuck in a tin can, hands tied and the worst of it, Boscorelli is here.'Mused Sully. Though he put on the façade that Boscorelli was an annoyence to him, deep down he knew that he liked having the jackass around. He glanced over at the shorter man and silenty remembered Bosco's fear of the dark.
'The dark, I hate the dark. Its so creepy and you don't know whats coming at you.' Bosco thought to himself. Surprisingly he wasn't as scared as he was tired, but since he was very very tired, it didn't help him.
Finally, after what seemed like two hours in the back of the stuffy van. They felt the truck stop and heard doors closeing. The doors of the van opened, temporarily blinding the officers.
"Get out." Said one of the men. They complied.
As he got out of the van Davis realised that he couldn't see the other van. 'crap' he thought. Ty serveyed his suroundings, they were being led into an old looking compound, it was in the middle of the forrest and there was quite a wide river running alongside the compound. It was about ten feet across and didn't look to be that deep, Ty made a mental note to tell that to the others as a possible escape route. On a lighter note, it looked like they were closer to the city.
They were placed in a small cell with two bunkbeds parellel on either side of the room.
"Well, looks like one of us will have to sleep on the ground." Sully looked pointedly at Bosco who smirked sarcastically.
"Okay, we need a plan." Said Smith.
"Yeah, how about.." Ty hesitated, thinking of a plan but his hesitation turned into quite a long silence as they all thought to themselves.
Bosco was racking his brain trying to think of a way out. He put his hands behind his head, even though the cuffs were off his wrists still hurt. He leaned his head back to stare at the ceiling when he noticed a vent in the center of it.
"Hey, Hey guys!" he got their attention, "Theres a vent."
"I dunno Bos, looks pretty small." Said Faith.
"What do you think I am." Bosco told her.
Sully and Smith helped lift Bosco up into the vent. When Bosco had disappeared from sight they shared their doubt.
"What if it's a dead end?"
"What they catch him?"
"What if he hurts himself?"
Meanwhile.
Bosco was turning what seemed like the tenth corner when he found an exit beneath him. He pulled out the door of the vent and crawled through it.
Finally he was able to stand up strait, he stretched his legs. Bosco was in a long passageway, much like the one that led to his own cell. He decided to start down it. When he reached a corner, he looked around it first, just in case. No one. He made his way to the right, when he heard voices.
"How the HELL are we gonna get out of here?"
"Shut up Carlos, the others will find a way, meanwhile we have to find our own way out of here."
The voices were coming from around the corner, Bosco glanced to the left, he noticed 2 guards standing in front of another cell, which seemed to contain his friends. Bosco needed a plan. Suddenly an idea popped into his head. He grabbed a bar that was lieing on the ground beside him and banged it against the wall.
Jimmy and the others sat trying to think of a way out. Doherty noticed that one of the guards had heard a noise and went to investigate, but he saw a guard come back to stand in front of their cell after about five minutes. Though he noticed the guard was short before he investigated the noise, Jimmy swore the guard had shrunk a few inches. It was probibly his imagination, the guard was wearing the same uniform, black pants, and black shirt and a black baseball cap, lowered down so you couldn't see his face.
Suddenly, as Jimmy was musing to himself, the investigating guard turned towards the other guard and put a gun to his head.
"Drop your gun." He said.
The other guard did as he was told. After he rose from the ground again, the shorter guard smacked him over the head with his gun. Then the he turned towards them.
"Are you going to help us?" asked Kim suspiciously.
"No I'm going to leave you here to die." Said a familiar, sarcastic voice. The guard took his hat off.
"Bosco! Thank god!" said Alex's dramatic voice.
"Damn." Said Davis to himself as the van doors closed and left him with Sully, Faith, Smith and very tired looking Bosco. To add to that, they were handcuffed. Ty didn't like having his hands behind his back. When he was a kid, his sister used to tie his hands behind his back and tickle him until their mom heard the screaming.
Faith sighed, she was sick and tired of being captured and scared. Now, to top it all off she was handcuffed in the back of a van, in the dark in the hands of crazy people. She hated to quote Bosco but 'These people were nuts' she thought to herself.
'Great, I'm stuck in a tin can, hands tied and the worst of it, Boscorelli is here.'Mused Sully. Though he put on the façade that Boscorelli was an annoyence to him, deep down he knew that he liked having the jackass around. He glanced over at the shorter man and silenty remembered Bosco's fear of the dark.
'The dark, I hate the dark. Its so creepy and you don't know whats coming at you.' Bosco thought to himself. Surprisingly he wasn't as scared as he was tired, but since he was very very tired, it didn't help him.
Finally, after what seemed like two hours in the back of the stuffy van. They felt the truck stop and heard doors closeing. The doors of the van opened, temporarily blinding the officers.
"Get out." Said one of the men. They complied.
As he got out of the van Davis realised that he couldn't see the other van. 'crap' he thought. Ty serveyed his suroundings, they were being led into an old looking compound, it was in the middle of the forrest and there was quite a wide river running alongside the compound. It was about ten feet across and didn't look to be that deep, Ty made a mental note to tell that to the others as a possible escape route. On a lighter note, it looked like they were closer to the city.
They were placed in a small cell with two bunkbeds parellel on either side of the room.
"Well, looks like one of us will have to sleep on the ground." Sully looked pointedly at Bosco who smirked sarcastically.
"Okay, we need a plan." Said Smith.
"Yeah, how about.." Ty hesitated, thinking of a plan but his hesitation turned into quite a long silence as they all thought to themselves.
Bosco was racking his brain trying to think of a way out. He put his hands behind his head, even though the cuffs were off his wrists still hurt. He leaned his head back to stare at the ceiling when he noticed a vent in the center of it.
"Hey, Hey guys!" he got their attention, "Theres a vent."
"I dunno Bos, looks pretty small." Said Faith.
"What do you think I am." Bosco told her.
Sully and Smith helped lift Bosco up into the vent. When Bosco had disappeared from sight they shared their doubt.
"What if it's a dead end?"
"What they catch him?"
"What if he hurts himself?"
Meanwhile.
Bosco was turning what seemed like the tenth corner when he found an exit beneath him. He pulled out the door of the vent and crawled through it.
Finally he was able to stand up strait, he stretched his legs. Bosco was in a long passageway, much like the one that led to his own cell. He decided to start down it. When he reached a corner, he looked around it first, just in case. No one. He made his way to the right, when he heard voices.
"How the HELL are we gonna get out of here?"
"Shut up Carlos, the others will find a way, meanwhile we have to find our own way out of here."
The voices were coming from around the corner, Bosco glanced to the left, he noticed 2 guards standing in front of another cell, which seemed to contain his friends. Bosco needed a plan. Suddenly an idea popped into his head. He grabbed a bar that was lieing on the ground beside him and banged it against the wall.
Jimmy and the others sat trying to think of a way out. Doherty noticed that one of the guards had heard a noise and went to investigate, but he saw a guard come back to stand in front of their cell after about five minutes. Though he noticed the guard was short before he investigated the noise, Jimmy swore the guard had shrunk a few inches. It was probibly his imagination, the guard was wearing the same uniform, black pants, and black shirt and a black baseball cap, lowered down so you couldn't see his face.
Suddenly, as Jimmy was musing to himself, the investigating guard turned towards the other guard and put a gun to his head.
"Drop your gun." He said.
The other guard did as he was told. After he rose from the ground again, the shorter guard smacked him over the head with his gun. Then the he turned towards them.
"Are you going to help us?" asked Kim suspiciously.
"No I'm going to leave you here to die." Said a familiar, sarcastic voice. The guard took his hat off.
"Bosco! Thank god!" said Alex's dramatic voice.