We bolted to the rig, prepared as always, and barreled out with lights and sirens blasting.As we approached the scene, Chief turned around to us and s...id, “This is going to be a bad one, guys. One DOS (Death On Scene) for sure. Surgeon: you’re up.” We all just said in unison, ‘shit’.Brian’s nickname was Surgeon; a name he earned because of his skills with the Jaws of Life—NO ONE was better than Brian.As the scene came into my view, I suddenly knew what Chief was talking about. The. I asked him politely if I could have my bag back but just told me to go f*#k myself and it was my fault for him losing his job. For that, I had to be punished. Before I said another word, he slammed the door. As I turned to leave Rebecca came out of her room, wondering what was all the noise. She then noticed me leaving and asked if I wanted to bunk with her tonight. I of course, did not deny the offer. As she wrapped me up in blankets, she asked, “Are you ok?”“What do you think? Besides, I’m. When I emerged from the bathroom, I was a little surprised that she was already dressed to leave. We didn't exchange a single word. Just smiled at each other. The whole thing had taken just half an hour. It was wonderful. We locked up and left.She has a really sunny disposition. The ability to take everything cool. The funny part is she would argue for hours about something which did not concern her directly and then turn right around to justify the whole thing. She had an explanation, an. I still couldn't raise myarms and it took some effort to hold my head up rather than letting itloll back over the pillows.I could now see that I was indeed lying on a bed. More worrying was thefact that I appeared to be stark naked and that both arms and legs weretied to the bedstead by what looked like scarves.I could now also see the two women that I assumed were my captorsstanding alongside the bed, dressed as they had been earlier in the dayexcept that their gloves, scarves and handbags had.