Us. No one cared about our feelings, how hurt we were. The world was not there for us. No one was there. And if No One was coming to rescue, well, then they had no choice. They had to try to escape, come what may. Down that cliff. And then, two months into their captivity, the moment came. Gunfire pierced the silence. The kidnappers grabbed their weapons and ran towards the front of the camp. And the captives . Impulse in unison, squeezed through the cage and slid off the edge of the cliff. There was no time to think. What happened . No, we have to go now. Down a slope like that . Head first . Yes, head first. Trying to hold on to the roots and the bushes. But then they heard a shout. One of their kidnappers had seen them. And they were screaming, theyre escaping theyre getting away by the time i got a look, they had all lined up. It was like really, i cannot