“...some kind of car drove into the yard and moved at high speed along the house. They're probably crazy, I grinned with annoyance and stopped to let the car pass. But he suddenly suddenly braked, blocking my path to the entrance. In the dim light of the light bulb hanging above the entrance, I saw that it was an Opel of some brown-terracotta color, or so it seemed to me then. It looks like the guys were stoned, I assumed, looking into the salon. Without having time to look at anything, I only noticed that, in addition to the driver, there was also a passenger sitting in the cabin, when the doors of the Opel opened with lightning speed. Two guys of average height, but quite strong, jumped out from there, roughly grabbed me by the arms from both sides and tried to push me into the car. I don’t remember what I felt at that moment, most likely surprise. From surprise, my voice disappeared, so I couldn’t scream and call for help, and I doubt that anyone would be able to give it to me at that moment - everything happened too quickly and unexpectedly. Therefore, mechanically putting my leg forward and resting it on the threshold of the Opel, I remained free - the villains did not succeed in pushing me into the cabin right away. In response to resistance, the attackers twisted my arms behind my back, causing me to double over. Helping themselves with their feet, they continued to push me into the salon...”