At first, Jed thinks he’s dreaming when he opens his eyes and finds himself in the desert. He’s on the dusty ground, next to the car he’d been in earlier. He looks around and sees something that makes his blood run cold. Someone has dug a rectangular hole in the ground. It looks like a grave, and the wooden box in it looks like a crude coffin.
Jed panics, looking in it to see if Donnie’s there, but he’s not, and Jed realizes his hands are tied.
“Stay where you are,” a vaguely familiar voice calls out, and Jed freezes. He’s afraid. He doesn’t know what’s going on, why he is here. It would seem he’s been kidnapped.
The relief when he sees Donnie walk around the car is short lived. He has a bloody lip, his hands are tied, and he’s being held at gunpoint by a man in a ski mask.
“Donnie!” J
