So there I was, lying helplessly on the ground. Restrained by two large hands on my legs. I reached out, to see if I could drag myself away. When suddenly, I felt pain in my left hand. My finger had gone 65 degrees to the right. It was snapped like a twig. I saught revenge on the men who had restrained me. I only got one. I reported my injury to the local authorities, who pointed me towards a hospital. There, they injected me with drugs and snapped my finger back into place. For the next 6 weeks, I had a large plastic club restraining my left arm, but giving me the power to attack with force.
I was lying on oval. Reached out to get up. Guy running by kicked my hand, broke my finger. Cast for 6 weeks