It was never supposed to happen this way. I was supposed to get away. My friends should have gotten help and called the police. There was never supposed to be five of them there. I should have gotten in at least one good kick or two. But no. My friends left me because I was to slow. I screamed and used every cop move my mom taught me. Too many of them. It was the middle of the night. The last thing I saw as there was a bag thrown over my head was my friends... running down the concrete pathways towards the city. Some of then screaming at me. I screamed back to go get help. Obviously they never did. All I saw was a gun smack The back of my head. Then the lights went out. My name is Alice Hall and this is the story of how I got abducted.