Though the streets were decently busy, Penny felt very alone in this town. After all, for what she knew, she was one of two English speaking people, and the other person was one she didn't want to meet again. On occasion, she received strange looks while she walked, but she ignored it as she headed into the business district.<br/><br/>The smells of fresh fish, cooked noodles, incense, and other weird scents wafted into her nose. Men and women alike were trying to get her to buy their wares, but she shook her head in refusal. After all, she had no money. Penny just kept looking around, trying to find a phone to use, when she suddenly felt herself being pushed into an alleyway. Her eyes grew huge and her whole body went stiff. This was just what happened before she was kidnapped the first time.<br/><br/>Turning around, she saw four men with her in the alley. The first one had his hands in his pockets and was speaking to his men in that foreign tongue. The American swallowed, "I... don't know what you want, but I have to go-" "You go nowhere" Penny paused when the leader of the men spoke up in rather broken English. One of his hands lifted slightly out of the pocket, revealing the glint of a black handgun to Penny. It was pretty obvious what that meant. She froze, swallowing hard. The man jerked his head to the side, signaling for her to follow, but Penny shook her head, taking a step back. The grip on the handgun tightened, and he snapped, "You don't go, you go in river!"