"I was dumped onto a hard, wooden floor. My taped wrists were grabbed. A foot was pushed into my back, and my arms pulled up high behind me. My shoulders felt they were being ripped off my body. My forearms were grabbed and pushed together, and my elbows were tied, this time with ropes. They looped ropes between my biceps, and pulled them together, a scant few inches apart. They released my wrists, and I was arm tortured.... They turned me onto my back, and my bulk weight crushed my arms adding to the agony. Binding my ankles now with ropes over the tape, a hook was pushed between my ankles, and a winch hoisted up up, by our feet, until our heads were a few inches off of the floor."
"Hanging upside-down with my buddies they pushed our bodies together until our heads touched. They duck taped our necks! Our bodies were on angles now... and the taped around our necks was a slow choking torture."
"Ryan was bare-chested when they tied him up. For me and Tim, they cut away at our uniform and under shirts to all was left was our folded up sleeves. I could feel the sweat trickling down my belly and chest hair. Now were were photographed. Hanging in torture I heard them leave, a heavy metal door was slammed and locked. We tried to struggle but the way we were hung up made us choke. So we just hung and sweat... and I realized suddenly that we were kidnapped hostages.... and it was Memorial Day."
