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I wake up gagged, hands and feet tied. I can see the clouds go by through the window. I'm in the back seat of a car. Who is this man driving? And where is he taking me?

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Plot

I wake up gagged, hands and feet tied. I can see the clouds go by through the window. I'm in the back seat of a car. Who is this man driving? And where is he taking me?

Director

Writers

Stars