
It was my birthday I was in Izmir Turkey. Closing down a bar a co-ed group ofb5 invited me back to their appartment. Drinking turned into drugs they wanted money for drugs then everything I had. (Including the shirt off my back). I don’t know what I smoked out of the crack pipe or pills I took but we were all surprised I was conscious. They want me to open my banking app. I still had one finance app on my going out phone 0 cards on my person. I told them yea I was actually mugged 2 months ago.
I tried to be disobedient giving my bank login and basically said F off when can I leave. They tried to verbally persuade me then they treated me with first a pistol, which 3 of them were concealed carrying. I expressed genuine surprise I didnt pick up on that. I had already accepted my next step was human trafficking so I told them to bot just point a gun at me and to use it if they were. I tried to sow discontent in the group and be “annoying”. They tried to threaten me with a
Double barrel shotgun they pulled from under the couch and I informed them they only increased my risk of dying by 6% percent. Then they just started to beat me up and I was like ah you got me. We ran out of vodka and only had dark liquor. I insulted them like at aleast give me a drink and they thought it would calm me down /knock me out. We went to buy alc at like 3am in Turkey which is an underground operation. They told me to sit on a step and not move. As soon as they went inside I
Wandered picking up cigarette butts until I came to a cross street and just tried to drop a 7min mile towards the Mediterranean without looking back. I interacted with some shitty unhelpful people after the events which had made me write off all Turkish people men at least as mid at best