Picture - abduction yeah completely the wrong type.
A moving van
I had been grabbed by someone after watching homeland defense set fire to my mother's workplace and laboratory. A Laboratory which homeland had paid for in the first place.
I tried struggling in the van all that happened was that someone put their foot on me to stop squirming.
"How much do you weigh?" asked the man's voice.
"What?" I said.
I know we had been hit by a virus but come on, even the stupid have limits!
"Just tell me your weight." said the man's voice more meanly.
"I'm not telling you that. What are you the militant wing of Weight Watchers?" I said then shouted, " HELP I'M BEING KIDNAPPED BY A RENEGADE ORDER OF HEALTH-CONSCIOUS FANATICS!!"
"No one can hear YOU," said another man's voice.
"10 Stone," said the first man's voice. Which I will tell you in the most non judgemental is way off my factual weight.
"10 stone? You think I weigh 10 stone?" I said then shouting "HELP I'VE BEEN KIDNAPPED BY MILITANT BAND OF ANOREXICS"
"10 Stone really What's that in kilograms?" said the second voice.
"Look it will be easier if you just tell us your weight. In kilograms." said the first voice
"No way, Eurotrash." I said.
"If you don't tell us we will just have to guess," said the other voice.
"Guess away Miss Susan Powter," I said. OK, that might have been confusing, I was angry.
The two negotiated for a few minutes.
"Well if you're not over 8 stone then on your own head be it," said another voice.
Someone grabbed my arm and held it still and then I felt a sharp prick. I was trying to figure out what they've injected into me with when I drifted into oblivion.
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