Kibum stumbled a bit when Carlos had shoved him forwards. He hated the Ravens, mainly because he was targeted and kidnapped. He was also a new recruit, so he knew they probably didn't care if he died or not, since they could just snag another one off the streets. Kibum looked back at Carlos, but carefully and quickly walked off towards the Jester's territory.<span style="font-style: italic">All you have to do is get the cars back, no big deal...</span>he thought, knowing just as well that this was complete suicide. Clutching his Golden Eagle tightly in his hand that was just so ever shaking from fear.<span style="font-style: italic">I'm going to die, I just know it..</span>he thought as he made his way around the corner of a building.<br/><br/>Then he saw them, the two cars parked off in the distance.<span style="font-style: italic">There they are! The cars.. but, I suck at driving, so I know Carlos will probably kill me if they're wrecked.. What to do..</span>he sighed heavily as he could see nobody around. Maybe this would be easy and everything would be fine. He started to head slowly towards one of the cars, a red Camero. Just as he had his hands under the handle of the car door, he heard a voice and something cold touching the back of his head, and so he froze in place.