Five Card Story: Survivor

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Rachel is terrified is still terrified because of the ordeal, it happened just over a week ago.
"Tell me exactly what you saw, and you won't be in trouble." Said the interrogator.
It was all a blur, she never knew her best friend has been a cyber criminal wanted by the FBI for years.
"Clarke... She told me we were going to the club. We were walking through a Gateway Park where a mysterious car picked us up. It's licence She was telling me to get in the car as it seemed to be apart of the plan to get to the club, or so I thought." Rachel explained shakily.
"Do you remember who was in the car, what kind of car was it?" The interrogator asked.
"He was wearing a black suit and black sun glasses even though it was raining heavily, I never got a look at his face though, we were in a black SUV, it was a Toyota, with the licence plate XRE-9698, four seats. That's all I remember." Rachel answered.
"Wow I'm surprised you remembered the licence plate. Okay, go on then." The interrogator replied.
"I have a weird habit of memorizing licence plated. Anyways, I was zoned out, it was at least 30 minutes before I realized that we weren't in the city anymore and we were in a rocky desert with a light carved path ahead of us. I asked where we were going, and Clarke replied, you'll see. At that point, I was nervous. All of a sudden, we stopped in the middle of the road, Clarke asked what's wrong. That's when it happened..." Rachel froze, she couldn't find the words to explain what she was feeling at that time.
"What happened, go into details."The interrogator ordered.
"He... He got out of the car, and he drew a pistol, and aimed at my forehead, he demanded for the both of us to get out he car, that's the time I was held hostage as the mysterious driver and Clarke were negotiating." Rachel answered.
"Do you remember what they were talking about?" The interrogator asked.
"The driver asked for a computer code, he didn't go into detail, he just demanded for the code. Clarke didn't give in, she was willing to let me die, she slowly walked to the car, and got into the driver seat, and drove off, the mysterious driver started firing rounds into the wheels. He took at least 10 shots, but one of them clearly hit as there was a pop sound to accompany the impact. The mysterious driver whacked me in the forehead with the end of the pistol and at that point I was knocked out, I am unsure of how long though exactly." Rachel responded.
"What did you see after you woke up? Can you remember where you were?" The interrogator wondered.
"I was locked to a metal pole by the neck, it felt like plastic but I couldn't be sure as I couldn't see it. Whoever left me captive left me a sandwich, my arms and legs were free, whatever he wanted, he wanted me alive." Rachel said.

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Rachel is terrified is still terrified because of the ordeal, it happened just over a week ago. 
"Tell me exactly what you saw, and you won't be in trouble." Said the interrogator. 
It was all a blur, she never knew her best friend has been a cyber criminal wanted by the FBI for years. 
"Clarke... She told me we were going to the club. We were walking through a Gateway Park where a mysterious car picked us up. It's licence She was telling me to get in the car as it seemed to be apart of the plan to get to the club, or so I thought." Rachel explained shakily. 
"Do you remember who was in the car, what kind of car was it?" The interrogator asked. 
"He was wearing a black suit and black sun glasses even though it was raining heavily, I never got a look at his face though, we were in a black SUV, it was a Toyota, with the licence plate XRE-9698, four seats. That's all I remember." Rachel answered. 
"Wow I'm surprised you remembered the licence plate. Okay, go on then." The interrogator replied. 
"I have a weird habit of memorizing licence plated. Anyways, I was zoned out, it was at least 30 minutes before I realized that we weren't in the city anymore and we were in a rocky desert with a light carved path ahead of us. I asked where we were going, and Clarke replied, you'll see. At that point, I was nervous. All of a sudden, we stopped in the middle of the road, Clarke asked what's wrong. That's when it happened..." Rachel froze, she couldn't find the words to explain what she was feeling at that time. 
"What happened, go into details."The interrogator ordered. 
"He... He got out of the car, and he drew a pistol, and aimed at my forehead, he demanded for the both of us to get out he car, that's the time I was held hostage as the mysterious driver and Clarke were negotiating." Rachel answered. 
"Do you remember what they were talking about?" The interrogator asked. 
"The driver asked for a computer code, he didn't go into detail, he just demanded for the code. Clarke didn't give in, she was willing to let me die, she slowly walked to the car, and got into the driver seat, and drove off, the mysterious driver started firing rounds into the wheels. He took at least 10 shots, but one of them clearly hit as there was a pop sound to accompany the impact. The mysterious driver whacked me in the forehead with the end of the pistol and at that point I was knocked out, I am unsure of how long though exactly." Rachel responded. 
"What did you see after you woke up? Can you remember where you were?" The interrogator wondered. 
"I was locked to a metal pole by the neck, it felt like plastic but I couldn't be sure as I couldn't see it. Whoever left me captive left me a sandwich, my arms and legs were free, whatever he wanted, he wanted me alive." Rachel said. 

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