Mthobisi was still laying on the floor next to the bed and was taking unnecessary long to get up, but the fake cops were not bothered about what he was doing on the floor they were busy discussing were they were going to bury our bodies after they had killed us and I was standing there pretending not to understand what they were saying. Mthobisi finally stood up and he stood up so fast that I didn’t even realize he was carrying one of my crutched all I saw was him hitting the white fake cop so hard in the head with it, it broke into two pieces and the man looked dizzy like he was about to fall but Mthobisi didn’t stop, he punched in the head and as the black guy was about to get close he grabbed the other half of the stick and put it in the white guys neck and told the black guy to get close and he will stick that wooden broken crutch in his friend’s neck. “Honey, go to