The joke is on me.... last day

Morning came and I had a strange feeling about this day. There was something important about it, but I could not put my finger on it. Then I heard several more vehicles driving into the area; women and children laughing and whispering. The male voices seemed serious though.

Then I heard the unmistakeable sound of rifles being loaded. They stood me up and asked if I had any last requests. I told them I would not give them the satisfaction.... then only one male voice spoke... counting down from five.... four... three ... two ..... one !!!! A pause, some squelched laughter, then the blindfold came off !!!

There were my closest friends and family standing around yelling 'SURPRISE' and Happy Birthday !!! OHHHH, that is what was important about this day !

The whole story was a flashback. The doctor told me I would have recounts of old memories. Now I found myself in the mountains of Neareastchia on a surprise camping trip for my birthday.

Even the Prince of Baggai was there !!! And guess what was on the menu ?? all my favorite varieties !!! Allll together now.... HOT POCKETS [SUNG]....

Ahhh, isn't life a dream...

TacCom OUT.

Six days out....the situation does not improve

The van door opened and I could barely see sunlight through the cracks around the blindfold. I heard ELF and several other male voices, some in a foregin language. Then I was pushed forward and fell into a horse. The captors tossed me up onto the horse and we began a journey that seemed to last for hours.
As we moved I could hear water rushing and felt the cool mountain breeze; it was coming from the north. With my hands bound it was hard to stay on the saddle through the dips and swerves.

I estimated we had traveled for about three hours before stopping. Voices cracked the silence with yells and I could hear what sounded like a radio whine. Then I heard ELF talking to one of his co-horts; 'we have several hours before sundown, we need to get the message to the Nearreasteria and US governments, but they mustn't know I am involved'. The radio crackled, and the voice on the other end stated that if the deal did not go well, the body could be left in the mass grave.

Sunlight turned to darkness, I could smell smoke from a camp fire. No food or water for 18 hours. This may not seem like a long time, but once you go without a 'hot pocket' [sang], you feel especially empty inside.

Oh, what I would do for a corner store and a microwave.......

Tick, Tick, Tick......

The Longest Seven Days in History !!!!

While enroute to the safehouse we were suddenly ambushed. Blindman, TacX and 008 managed to get away, but I was not so fortunate. ELF had found out the location of the safehouse, mapped out the route and set a trap for us. I was taken hostage, blindfolded and moved to an undisclosed location in the Neareasteria mountains. ELF planned on using me as a negotiating chip to stop the peace accord. What he did not realize is that the government had already written me off once, what made him think they would care about me now...

This meant I hadn't much time. ELF and his associates would figure this out soon and then my life would not be worth much. I would need to act soon.... since I could not rely on the others to find me in time [no, the chip was removed from my mouth].

tick, tick, tick.....