Andrew's mouth went dry as he was being whisked away from the room. He was anticipating his death as something was draped over his head and all he could see was darkness. He was held on both arm by two men and after walking for a while, he heard one of them speak.
“You handle him from here” the man spoke and then he felt the man release his grip on his left arm and the echo of boots drifting further and further away. Andrew assumed that one of the man had gone away, leaving him with the remaining man.
They assumed walking, the man forcefully tugging at Andrew's right arm. Andrew began to wonder where he was being taken to and what misfortune awaited him. He was desperately searching through his muddled brain for an escape plan, part of him calling on Raymond to save him. Raymond had assured him that everything would be alright and that he shouldn't make any drastic move.
