[HOLO | sanctuary] there must be some kind of way out of here
Dan couldn't recall the last time he felt so closed in while out of doors. Six men surrounded him and Laurie, backing them against an alley wall. Each held onto a knife, the silver of the blades reflecting the moonlight like an old friend.
It was a stupid idea to try and fight them. The rational thing to do would be for Dan and Laurie to hand over their belongings and handle the situation calmly. Unfortunately, the muggers seemed to have no interest in doing anything calmly. The two in the middle lunged forward, one with a knife stabbing forward at Dan's stomach. Reacting instantly, Dan grabbed the man’s arm and twisted it back, a second later knocking him flat on his back with a kick. With no room for hesitation another mugger followed, this one swinging at Dan's face. Dan blocked the knife with one hand and with the other thrust a fist forward, feeling the crack of bone on bone as his knuckles collided with the man’s face.
In the moment of impact time seemed to freeze. With a bloodied hand still stretched outward in a punch, Dan found himself inside a large metallic room. Fighting the adrenaline that coursed through his body after being attacked, Dan slowly lowered his arm. "Hello?" he asked, his breath exhaling in heavy pants. "Who’s there?" The last thing he needed to do now was let down his guard. "What did you do with Laurie?" he asked the completely unresponsive walls.
He walked restlessly around the room, pressing a hand to his head as his own blood throbbed against his temples. "Look, if you want my money, take it." He reached into his coat pocket and pulled out his wallet. "I’ve got cash and all my credit cards in here. Just let me go home." There was plenty of fight still left in him, but these kidnappers didn’t need to know that.
It was a stupid idea to try and fight them. The rational thing to do would be for Dan and Laurie to hand over their belongings and handle the situation calmly. Unfortunately, the muggers seemed to have no interest in doing anything calmly. The two in the middle lunged forward, one with a knife stabbing forward at Dan's stomach. Reacting instantly, Dan grabbed the man’s arm and twisted it back, a second later knocking him flat on his back with a kick. With no room for hesitation another mugger followed, this one swinging at Dan's face. Dan blocked the knife with one hand and with the other thrust a fist forward, feeling the crack of bone on bone as his knuckles collided with the man’s face.
In the moment of impact time seemed to freeze. With a bloodied hand still stretched outward in a punch, Dan found himself inside a large metallic room. Fighting the adrenaline that coursed through his body after being attacked, Dan slowly lowered his arm. "Hello?" he asked, his breath exhaling in heavy pants. "Who’s there?" The last thing he needed to do now was let down his guard. "What did you do with Laurie?" he asked the completely unresponsive walls.
He walked restlessly around the room, pressing a hand to his head as his own blood throbbed against his temples. "Look, if you want my money, take it." He reached into his coat pocket and pulled out his wallet. "I’ve got cash and all my credit cards in here. Just let me go home." There was plenty of fight still left in him, but these kidnappers didn’t need to know that.