I am at an unknown location with my two best friends. We are teenagers. We meet three guys who seem intriguing, and we walk off with them to another unknown location – somewhere that they are familiar with and we are not. It starts off very innocently with mild flirtatiousness and bantering back and forth, but things quickly turn uncomfortable. They tell us they want us to do things including a photo shoot and we don’t want to. They continue to pressure us to do that and other things. We decide it's time to go, but they won’t let us. They physically block us from leaving all the while cajoling us into wanting to stay. We go along with it for a while, and I am conflicted because I am attracted to one of them who has also taken a liking to me, but it is understood that the three of us agree we need to leave. When the guys are momentarily distracted we walk off in unison. It’s understood that we will walk and not run as running would call too much attention to ourselves. While we walk off I glance at one of my friends. She is holding several items in her hands, and I notice that one of them is a clear plastic bag full of black and while photos from my childhood that I have inexplicably brought with me. I am relieved to see that one of us had the presence of mind to grab our things. We continue to walk off but are not very far before we realize that they are quickly approaching us from behind. We don’t know what to do.
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