Rafi flickered through the wallet as Janet and Mila got a hold of the man. He helplessly struggled to escape, but the rugged taste of the rope in his mouth was causing him to lose his breath. He watched in terror as Rafi began slowly pulling out money, credit cards, identification…

He slowly waved each item in front of the boy’s face, and then dropped it into a bag, as if taunting him. The man attempted to scream, but this only resulted in the rope being pulled tighter around his mouth.

The three thieves began to laugh creepily, with large, gruesome smiles flashing all around. Their teeth were a musty orange color, only imaginable in one’s darkest nightmares.

Suddenly, the man frees one arm and throws a punch directly at Rafi’s jaw. A trickle of blood pearls from his lip and slides down his chin, only causing him to laugh even more menacingly; he begins to speak:

“Now, now, calm yourself young man, that’s very impolite. We’ll get you to where you need to go, don’t worry. Show him to the van…”