Many days passed and I began to come aware of the fact that I could die here, I began to wonder why these men had taken me hostage. I wasn’t a particularly rich man, in fact I was in a lot of debt and I couldn’t think why, and then it hit me, a few years ago I had come up with a chemical formula with the capabilities to explode a country if needed. I hadn’t seen any of the men’s faces, but I now knew that they must have been terrorists and that they were trying to get their hands on my formula.
I had now given up hope of being rescued and wanted to die, but I believe that God helped me through that dramatic ordeal. I do not know exactly when it happened but it must have been two to three months before I saw their faces. The leader of the terrorist group was called Leon Cupola, he was Italian and had a scar down his left cheek, which was possibly caused by a knife. He threatened me with my life and held a gun to my head, he wanted the formula, it was the only thing that could bring his terrorist to war with the Russians, he said to me in an Italian accent.
“Look here you Irish scum, I need that formula or else I will shoot you now”.
I told him to go ahead and shoot me because I knew that I was far too important to him, he knew he wasn’t going to shoot me.
They threw me back into the cell and another month passed, by now I had no hope, it had all gone, even the small glimpse of being rescued had gone out of the window. I was seriously contemplating just giving them the formula and by this time they had almost beaten it out of me anyway. This routine went on for a further two years and I had gotten used to it, it did not bother me, it made me stronger and my hope was growing stronger. I was in control of this scenario and I knew that they could not touch me in this case.
It was summer, June maybe when I saw through my tiny cell window, a chopper, they must have known that I was in that area and I was at an all time high, I knew I was going to be rescued. Leon knew that he was not going to be able to pries what he wanted out of me and so he broadcasted himself onto television and issued a ransom, of course millions of people were shocked because they all thought I was dead. He told the authorities that if any of the Police or Army came that I was to going to be executed. The ransom was set at ten million pounds.
I came up with a plan just after Leon had told me that he was holding me for ransom, I decided to give them the formula, but instead of giving them the correct formula, I would miss out the one essential ingredient, which was Carbon Dioxide. Therefore the government would not have to pay for my release and Leon would not have his precious formula, it would be perfect. The next time me and Leon spoke I told him the formula and he told the government that I was free and that they could come and pick me up from the island. Thirteen hours past and the government had not turned up for me, I later found out that they did not turn up for me because they wanted me to die along with the formula and then they would no longer have to worry about me or the formula.
Leon had had his formula and was prepared to take me back home and he was true to his word. He took me back to the border of Ireland, I was reunited with my mother and father.
Seven months later I received a medal for Bravery and that was the month of total despair, this was because I found out the truth, the formula that I had given Leon was in fact a formula for human cloning and if I had used that myself I would have had a Nobel Prize. At the time I did not know this and so in actual fact the terrorists got a lot more than what they wanted, but I suppose it did not turn out all bad because I got to sue the government for leaving me to die.
