Tires screach as a blacked out suv swurves in front of me. Immediately shocked, I turn and look for every escape available. Before I even had the chance to move, four big brutes step out all wearing the exact colors; blood red. Confused with the situation, I ask what is going on as I slowly reach for my glock tucked away behind my shirt. Silence was all to be heard for the brutes, no smiles, no gestures, not a single glimpse of emotion at all. The men walk up to me and grab me, all four at once scoop me up and throw me in the back. I come to my senses and quickly i reach for my gun. Too late, they had already taken it. A man dressed in black hands me an envelope and says, " Read the letter and make your decision". Confused, anguished, and distraught; What do i do?