We stopped at an open, remote place. I was led out of the car, and there were at least 20 vehicles at the place. There were special forces, dressed all in black, with assault rifles. ‘We have orders to kill you,’ an officer said. ‘If you do not give us the information we want, we will kill you very slowly. But before you tell us everything, we’re going to have some fun.’ They started hitting me and asking about my cousin again. ‘We’re going to quarter you,’ they said. Then they tied my arms and legs to two jeeps that slowly drove in opposite directions.