I, and about 20 or so people around my age (25) had been kidnapped. I was the comer. We were in a small room that had only one window and no furniture.
I looked out the window and saw tons of animals: dogs (mostly poodles, but other breeds too), sheep/goats, cows, horses/ponies, chickens, deer, etc. The back yard was packed with animals.
The man who kidnapped us came in and took us all to a football stadium. It was now night time, and the stadium was completely full.
We were all geared up to play. We were our kidnapper’s team, and we heading onto the field.
I knew what was going to happen. We were “starring” in a movie, but we weren’t acting. This was no movie- it was “real life”.
We were all on the field. Here’s what I knew would go down: The other team’s players were not going to be happy that they were playing against girls. There were three girls on our team, myself included. The guys on the other team would see us girls and yell that we couldn’t play and that we weren’t as good as men are. But we’d show them and shut them out. We knew we could play just as well, if not better.
Now, in “real time,” right before kick-off, and us girls’ shining moment, our “coach” (kidnapper) called our whole team to have a huddle outside of the stadium. It took us a long time to get to the spot he wanted to meet us at. We were pretty far from the stadium.
I have no idea what he was saying. I was too worried we’d miss kick off, and my favorite part of the “movie”.
I guess, though, we all had Stockholm Syndrome since none of us tried to run away.