It’s been roughly four days since we set sail. We were aiming to arrive on Tuesday, but the storm created a big delay. We wanted to have a quick rest on Monday, but we thought it would be best to rush through, as we were passing by Somalia. Somalia was a country known for their pirates, so we wanted to avoid trouble.

We saw a ship passing by. We suspected that it was a pirate ship so we steered away. Another ship was sailing towards us, but when we   saw the people on board raise their guns, we knew that something was up. They opened fire, but it was clear that they were inexperienced. There were roughly 30 Somalian pirates on the upper deck and between all of them, they only managed to hit one of us. A few men started popping out of the ship, and what seemed like 30 pirates, turned into 100. They all started spraying and half of us were shot dead. We were down to four men, so we decided to surrender. They boarded our ship and dragged us along to their boat. One of our guys started screaming for help, so the Somalians ruthlessly killed him. They didn’t even hesitate. No we were down to three unarmed men, up against 100 pirates.

We were taken on to their ship, and a few of them jumped on to ours. By the looks of it, they were hijacking our ship and kidnapping us for ransom money. They didn’t even say a word about the money though, so we decided to believe they were just going to kill us. It also could’ve been true that they were just kidnapping us because someone ordered them to, but it seemed like they didn’t know what they were doing. What probably happened is that we were just at the wrong place at the wrong time and they just spotted us from far. It seemed that that was what happened, because they really had no idea what to do with us.

We were assassin’s and our mission was to kill Addington Charl, a high profile mercenary known for killing the president of South Africa. We needed to kill him at all costs, he was planning on killing Theresa May. Addington Charl probably found the

They tied us to the mast of the ship, but I had an escape plan. Although we were bound by rope, I knew a way out. We were assassin’s and our mission was