9:34 AM As my consciousness increases, so does the extreme pain in the back of my skull. I open my eyes but it’s dark, it’s not the lack of light. I’m blindfolded.
9:35 AM My hands react to reach my head to remove the blindfold but then I realize they’re tied up. I can feel the onset of panic developing in my core. I take a deep breath and it dissipates. I’ve regained composure but my awareness is slipping, it must be a concussion.
9:36 AM Zzzzzzzzz….
9:58 AM I must have passed out on top of a washing machine last night and now it’s on a cycle. No, I must be in the back of a truck driving slowly off-road.
9:59 AM Fully awake, I realize I wasn’t dreaming. I am indeed blindfolded and handcuffed. Stay calm.
10:01 AM Time to focus. I don’t know how I got here or where I am, what’s important is escape and evasion.
10:02 AM Damn, they took my SERE bracelet that could have opened these handcuffs. Time for secondary measures. I still have my Dynamis Belt with some tools hidden in it, I get the modded handcuff key and presto, my hands are free. Small victory.
10:03 AM The rag they blindfolded me with is half soaked in my blood. The back of my head has 2 large bumps and 1 still bleeding. I’ll deal with the pain later.
10:04 AM No other visible injuries on my body, good. I look for any equipment or weapons I can use in the back of this pickup truck. A quarter filled bottle of tequila, a stale piece of pita bread and a ripped up seat cushion. Then good fortune strikes, inside a black trash bag is my FAST Pack backpack with my gear.
10:07 AM Starved, I eat half the pita bread which tastes like salted cardboard and save the other for later. Tempted to just down the tequila but I resist, instead I pour some on my head wound – now my skull is on fire. I save the rest for later or as a water container if needed. I’m too dehydrated.
10:11 AM Backpack packed. I’m prepared to jump off this moving truck.
10:13 AM Slow moving truck, good. Erratic and rocky road, bad. I grab that seat cushion and put it over my forearms with my fists under my chin. I lay down on my side on the edge of the truck. I roll off…
10:17 AM Adrenaline mode over. Vicious pain floods over me with a vengeance. My captors must of hit me twice, every time my heart beats it’s like 2 rusty nails are jabbing the back of my skull. I have to get up.
10:18 AM According to my compass, the truck is headed North. With no identifiable markings or idea of locale, my best option is to head South, via the jungle.
12:24 PM Even through this dense vegetation, each beam of light of the high noon sun feels life draining. The pain has reduced from a drilling pulse to a dulling resonance but my thirst is rapidly increasing. All I have is an emergency Lexer flask of 2.5 ounces of water and that tequila is tempting.
2:46 PM This is the third growth of water vine I’ve come across. The first was dry and the second was contaminated – I didn’t drink it but I felt a moment of heaven washing it over my face… With hope I cut this vine with my Hell Fire Knife. Clear water trickles out and it tastes sweet. Jackpot. Life is good.
2:51 PM I put the water of the Lexer flask in my mouth and hold it there so I can transfer the tequila into it. Then I transfer the water from my mouth to the tequila bottle as well as what I can get from the water vine. I take a well deserved nap…
4:20 PM If my head trauma wasn’t bad enough, I wake from my slumber with excessive itching of the face, king sized mosquitoes went to town on it. Time to get get up and get moving.
5:47 PM Exhausted, delirious and starved, I sit on the edge of a small but beautiful water fall without a care in the world. I finally have that tequila, finally I feel the good kind of pain as it glazes my throat going down. That pita bread now tastes like pure wonder.
6:01 PM Buzzed and almost content, I see what appears to be a cell tower. What the hell, I’ll take a selife and maybe I’ll get some service on my iPhone to call my people for an EVAC.
[All photography shot with a Hitcase Pro equipped iPhone.]