“We were 15 years old. A friend and I went to shoot hoops near this massive church, that had a park. We are happily playing around on the court. I remember shooting the ball, missing and the sound of it bouncing away. My friend and I looked at each other, we both felt it. This sudden sinking/nervous feeling. It was very quiet. No one was around.
This car comes cruising into the car park next to the court and just sits there. We can see two men in the car.
We try to ignore them and keep playing. After maybe 5 mins, passenger side door opens and this guy stands up and calls out, “Come here for a second.” My friend looks at me and I look at him. We know this isn’t good, something was wrong. He picks up the ball and starts walking away.
The guy in the car yells, “Hey! Come here! I’ve got something that you might like!” We walk faster, heading past the church. He gets back in the car and it continues to cruise toward us, this time faster.
Just as we drop the ball and run, the side door of the church swings open and about 2o to 25 middle aged blokes come walking out. All laughing and chatting away. The car slams on the breaks. One of these guys looks at us and looks at the car and says, “You boys ok?” The car calmly turns around and cruises away.
The men who came out of the church were a men’s choir who had been practicing for some competition.
At first I thought the guys in the car were just going to bash us or rob us. But when I was older and telling a friend he said, “Pretty sure you avoided being kidnapped mate.” Chill down my spine.” – Crowbot999