Yeah, it was pretty shitty.
Back in the summer of 2006 I was 17, my friend and I were dropping another friend off at his parents place, which was in a "bad part of town". I say that because it was probably the worst part of town, but is not ever remotely ghetto or unsafe to walk around. My friend was driving, I was in the back seat and the other friend was sitting shotgun. We were all very stoned and had just finished off a blunt after cruising around town in my buddy's car in which he had just install a new amp and sub woofers, so we were obviously (and stupidly) attracting a lot of people, by the time we knew it there 20+ people around the car.
Our friend gets out to leave and we go to back up but a random dude jumps in the front seat and starts bumping the speakers and trying to act all friendly. We told him we were just trying to leave and he pulled out a gun on my friend, at the same time someone opened up the back door and pulled a knife on me. I gave up my wallet no question and the dude on me took it and ran. Apparently my buddy wasn't so smart and said he didn't want to give up his wallet, the dude in the front seat pistol whipped him across the mouth knocking out 3 of his front teeth. Once my buddy did give up his wallet the dude in the front decided he didn't get enough and made my buddy drive to our ATMs at gunpoint.
We go to my buddy's ATM first and he goes and get the maximum of like $200 bucks or something, the whole time we are driving the dude is sitting backwards facing me with the gun pointed right at me. We then head to my bank to go to my ATM and he tells my friend to park across the street and walk over so the car isn't on camera. My buddy obliges and leaves me in the car with the dude pointing the gun at me. The whole time he is saying shit like "Your buddy better not run off or I'ma kill you" and shit like that. Fortunately he comes back with like $200 more bucks and the dude tells my buddy to drive him back.
At this point I think were going to get out of this, just drop him off and drive away, but no. When we get back to the apartment complex he decides he wants to steal my buddy's amp and sub woofers. So he takes his knife and starts to cut out the amp but realizes he doesn't have what he needs to do it. At some point during this a maintenance man for the complex sees us and asks what is up. I was too goddamned stoned and scared to say anything because I thought this dude would kill me so I stayed silent. He was saying shit like "I'm from [Big local city notorious for gangs] so this shit is nothing to me, I've done way worse" and I believed him because I was a scared as 17 year old from the burbs.
Anyway, he realizes that he can't get what he wants to he decides hes is going to drive it to his friend's "chop shop" and that we had to come along. While driving around me and my buddy are begging him to let us go and he starts going on about how he wants us to tell him where are parents live so he can go over there and "rob our safes" and "take our jewelry". When I won't tell him he threatens to shoot me in my dick (bitch move) and all this other shit. When he realizes we're not going to direct him to our fucking parents he decides he can let us go, but takes my buddy's car telling us he would drop it off in the same spot 5 hours later. As soon as he stops we fucking bolt out of there, but unfortunately he was smart enough to take our phones.
I didn't realize until this point the extend of my buddy's injury and that he was totally covered in blood. Fortunately he dropped us off on the local college campus and we were able to find an emergency phone to call the police. They came and picked us up and took me to the police station and my buddy to the hospital. I gave my statement and my Dad picked me up to take me home. When I got there I saw my mom completely break down in tears since I had been missing for at least 4-5 hours, that hurt more than the whole time he kidnapped us.
Later that night the police found him and they ended up in a high speed chase where he totaled my buddy's car and almost seriously injured himself and his friend he had picked up. In the end he was sentenced to like 40 years in jail, but only 18 concurrently.
Looking back there were probably multiple times I could have bolted out of there, but was too scared of what would happen to my or my friend that I never did. Glad we are both alive and well now, and that dude will hopefully be in jail for at least 9 more years.