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There suddenly was a deep, large gunshot. Leaving the container they were in moving around from side to side. Until it fell onto it's side.

You flying through the small place. The car and tank flipping hard to the side. Together with the two small forklifters of course. You got up holding your head. Something moving down your nose to your lips. No need to guess what that was. And thereeeee was the headache greeting you. A groan moved out your throat. Even though you actually got kidnapped you moved over to see the car and tank back on their wheels. You dusting off your clothes just before when the doors roughly got opened. Well the doors actually got pulled apart form the container. Fire able Jack moved towards the exit. And 'stood' there his ground. "Confirm yourselves!" He yelled.

Yourselves? That meant there were multiple cars. The tank suddenly got moved away. Like some soft of invisible force. Your throat got dry. You moved towards the side for some support. And agent Collymore seemed to notice it. But then a hook a like shot around one of his back tire. Getting pulled out hard. You turned your head back to the opening. Now alone with the two forklifters. You began to walk with your back straight. Chest forward as you pulled on a neutral face. Meeting inmidely the two outstanding people- I mean cars. One was green and the other one was light brown/orange a like.

If you had been thinking the ones who had took you just now we're bad. Welp, you were wrong. These guys were worse. Your eyes widened as you saw the tank guy. Fire able Jack. He had been knocked out. A large scratch/dent at his left side. And agent Collymore had a sort elongated thin metal plate over his mouth. Saving him from talking. The cars that had the truck surrounded looked a bit, rusty. Not old. But not very clean. A lemon. "Well, well, well, look what we got here" the brown/orange one said. "The special kind" the green one said.

You looked up. They couldn't climb. Since they were cars. So maybe getting on top of the truck would get you a view of this? Maybe there was something close that could help you. You jumped out the container of the truck. Landing with your feet on another rusty car. Quickly turning around to grab ahold on the top edge. Pulling yourself up as you now we're standing on top of the container. And to your disappointment, nothing was to be seen. Only sand and rocks. And the cactusses of course. Sad.

"What are you waiting for? Shoot it down!" The green car yelled. Shoot? As in gun shoot?. You fell backwards as guns clicked from their doors/underneath. So no way out, and no help. The tank and the agent are captured. That leaves only one thing...

You got up holding your hands up. "Stop firing" the orange one said. You moved down. Looking at agent Collymore. Who didn't seems very pleased about the situation. As you turned your head, something hard moved against it. You landing on the bonnet of some car. Your body kept it's position there. "Let's move!" The green one said. "But oh, pop his tires" he said grinning as the orange car next to him laughed with him. And as follows, agent Collymore his tired got popped.

He felt a bit defeated. He had promised the Hudson Hornet to keep you at least save. And now you were in the hands of them.

But how did they know he carried a special cargo?

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