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I get grabbed with the bag. I find myself out in it with the other gun. There's no escaping this now, I'm not going anywhere. I'm a gun in a plastic bag with another gun. Normal day.
I get carried into an orange and blue car, the weirdest car ever, where I get put into a bigger bag, but still sitting in this plastic one. I know I have to use my problem solving skills to get out of this one.
I whisper, "I wish I could be this plastic bag, and the gun I am disappears." My powers really are amazing, as I'm the plastic bag. The second gun is gone. It isn't as easy to move as an object, but I manage to get myself out of the big bag in the back. I notice the windows are open while they're chilling in the front, talking (and fighting) and this is my chance. I need to catch the wind and blow far enough to reach the woods when we turn and it's behind us. There's only one turn on this road, according to their GPS. It's the proven 100% accurate one I saw in the car store, and I tested it. It works, no doubt. This is it. Now or never. It takes 5 minutes to get to the turn, and I get as close to fully standing as I can, and they begin to turn. I get a "running start" to "jump," and the wind catches inside me. It pulls me far enough away from the road that me and the gun are safe.
"I wish I could be myself again."
Like magic, wait no, it is magic, I finally fully accepted it's magic, I become myself again. I find the old bag in my pocket, and get this gun. It's on, Grammy kidnappers, oh, it's on. You don't know who you're messing with.....