I suppose the man who sneaked up behind me still was in pain after I kicked him in the groin so he surely had a lot to take out on me. Maybe that's why he hit me so hard in the first place. He swung his club with full force, my world exploded in a cascade of stars and then there was nothing but darkness.
Stripped and helpless I was securely tied to a wooden pole and carried unconscious through the jungle. The man who clubbed me had made sure I would not come to in a very long time. When this finally happened, I would be in their hands, securely at the village and unable to escape. My extreme headache would be the least of my perils. These guys meant business...
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