I looked out the back window, but I didn't have the slightest clue of where we were or where we were going. I still couldn't get over the fact that Freddie had tricked me into this. And I didn't even know what the "this" was. "Maybe they're just taking me to the audition. No! Why would they tie me up then! Something's wrong..." I kept thinking to myself.

Freddie had then said to the figure next to him, "Here's the cell phone that you had asked for, Zack. We're almost to the point where we should call."

"Just hold your horses; we still have another 10 minutes 'til then." Zack had said. He then put his right hand, palm up towards Freddie. Freddie then high-fived him. What they had accomplished, I did not know at the time. Kidnapping me? Why would that be so important? All I knew was that my head was still spinning and I couldn't figure out why my back was killing me.

"What did you guys do to me?"

"Zack here" Freddie had commented by patting Zack on his shoulder. "Back stabbed you. Literally and figuratively. That pain that you're probably feeling in your back is from where Zack stabbed you with his pocket knife. He made sure he did it so there were no serious injuries. He then put some fumes near your face, which caused you to black out."

"So he felt like stabbing me? How considerate. And were there any actual motives behind all this?"

"Well, actually, there was. This is where the figurative part comes into play. See, my buddy Zack, he was much smarter than I had ever been." Freddie then leaned forward and opened up the glove compartment.

As he was doing this, I looked around the driver's seat and could see Zack. I noticed that he had both hands on the wheel; both hands look fine! No cast or anything. I couldn't understand what was happening. I was so confused.

Freddie held up a piece of paper. "You see this?" I nodded. "This is our band's result. We already had our audition with the company. They loved us! We signed the contract immediately."

So many thoughts were running through my head at the point, that I had trouble deciding what to say next. "So wait, then who did you get to replace Zack at the audition?"

Zack and Freddie laughed. "I never broke my hand." He held up his hand and wiggled his fingers. "My hand has never been better."

My head was already spinning from the fall onto the concrete, but all this information made it spin worse. "What? Wait. You're telling me you never broke your hand. Then why did pretend to use me as a replacement for him!"

Freddie and Zack both laugh again. Freddie then said, "That, my friend, is a long story."

I looked down at my tied up hands and feet. "I've got time. I'm not going anywhere."