before the story

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It was January, it was cold... They handed me to some bandits as another group of terrorists showed up and started demanding money from them... They broke into a fight... Blood was dripping from their bodies into the fresh snow...

Someone grasped my hand and started running towards a helicopter.
I felt hope and fear at the same time.
I've probably been in that helicopter for more than 9 hours. Then they grasped my hand again and handed me over to some group of people that came from a big building... As I was walking towards the house I saw posters written in a weird language with pictures of people and some of them had something that seemed like a price tag under it. Then I saw a dead body and a crowd around it... As I entered the building my story began.

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