I finished the dance and ran off stage, sweat dripping down from my white sparkley costume - it was a Micheal Jackson dance. I took off my trilby hat and glove and went into the dressing room, laughing with my brother Jordan. When I opened the door, I went straight to the chair and collapsed on to it. I grabbed my blackberry and was checking my twitter when a dirty cloth got wrapped around my mouth and another over my eyes.
I shouted and kicked out to try and strike, but got nothing. I sensed something speeding towards me and suddenly, I felt a sharp pain in my head and blacked out.
I woke up somewhere I wasn't familiar.