The car screeched to a sudden stop and we were all thrown from the back passenger seat into the front seat. Our kidnapper swore furiously and I could feel my younger sister trembling fearfully.

“Where are we going and who are you?” I asked in a confident but somewhat timid voice.

“You don’t need to know until it is time.” He said sternly.

“When is it time and what are you going to do with us?” I asked, even more curious than before. He sighed wearily. I took that as a signal to be quiet. We pulled up to a small, ramshackle hut. We were here, this was time.