We were in the room alone, and I was scared. "Where is it!" The man yelled at me. The sound echoing in the room. "I don't know what your talking about," I said while tied to a chair, blindfolded. "I'm not stupid. The money didn't just disappear. I know you have it." He slapped me and I fell sideways to the floor. The rope that tied me to the chair brushed against my skin, burning me. I hissed from the pain and yelled "I don't have it!" as the burn started to dull. I could here him loading a gun behind me. "We have witnesses that saw you take it," He bluffed as he cocked the gun. I chuckled, "You'll never find it." "You will regret ever stealing from us." Bang.