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Captured-

My head was pounding and my body ached. There was only blackness. I tried to move my legs and stretch but the instant that I did I felt nothing but pain. I groaned and then tried to look around but since I was blindfolded there was nothing to see but my own eyelids.

It smelled like the jungle. I could hear the sounds of gunfire and men yelling. I was still in the war zone or at least near to it. I had to get up and see what was going on. I mustered all the strength that I could and tried to stand up but to no avail. I just slumped back down onto the hard ground. I once again groaned in pain.

I desperately wanted to take off the itchy blindfold but my hands were tied behind my back and my legs were tied together which were tied to something that was hard. "Anybody there, anybody" I asked apparently to no one. There was no response but just the sound of my own breathing and someone else's breathing. So someone else was in here but was it a friend or a foe.

Then there was the sound of footsteps, coming closer and closer to where it was. The callused hands ripped the blindfold from my head. The pain of seeing light was almost unbearable, but not as bad as seeing the sight of my best friend and sergeant lying unconscious on the floor near me.

"Where am I" I asked in the best tone that I could so that I did not sound too scared.

The man looked at me; his dark eyes scanned me up and down. The guy was dressed in the enemy's military uniform. He had very light skin and dark eyes that showed nothing but hate. "You are part of the United States military, right am I not. My men attacked your platoon, and they only brought back the ones who were living, and as you can see that is not many." The man said this with a devilish grin on his face.

"Wait, just us three. We were the only ones that survived. Why are we the ones that survived and not the others?" I inquired.

"You and them" he pointed to the other two men "were brought back here because my men tried to kill you but only knocked you unconscious and since I needed some people to interrogate and find out more about your government I instructed them to bring me back a few survivors." He began to laugh at the end of it all. "I suggest that you get your rest Mr. Curtis, when your friends awake you will need it."

"Wait! How in the hell do you know my name?" I asked with as much force as I could.

"Do you take me for a fool, you where two sets of dog tags! Do you honestly believe that I didn't learn your names, know your names but that is about it, for now." The man who might be the death of me was now walking away.

I was still tied up but now I could see. I watched as Paul and Williams lay on the ground, still not moving. "Hey, wake up!" Williams and Paul both looked over at me. When the enemy had come in they took the blindfolds off all of us. I saw the panicked look on both of their faces when they saw that they were tied up. "It's about time the two of you woke up."

"Where are we?" Paul's panicked voice rang though the small cell. He looked at me and his eyes were pleading for me to tell him that it was a joke or something.

"We are hostages. I have no idea where but we are." I looked at the two of them, their expressions were now sad and depressed as the thought crossed all of our minds: torture and death.

"What the fuck are we going to do?" Paul asked. He was pissed off that we were in this situation, which was obvious by his tone but then again we were all pissed off.

"Shut up, we're tied up stuck somewhere and currently no one even knows that we are even alive. So we need to come up with some way to get the hell out of here." Williams said with pure anger in his voice.

"Why don't we just attack us when they untie us next. I mean they will have to untie us to get information from us." I said. By Paul's expression he thought it was a good idea but Williams didn't like it.

"No, they won't untie us all at once and they will be armed that won't work. All it is is just a plan to get ourselves killed." Williams said.

We all sat there in silence and didn't say another word because for the time being there was no plan that any of us could think of. The afternoon sun disappeared to a bright moon and a blanket of stars. None of which we could see through the small barred window. One by one we drifted away, into dreams and nightmares alike.