and they come in a wave , so thick it 's like being plunged under water- more fists , more punching , scratches across my face and the back of my neck and i 'm knocked farther to the ground and the weight of 'em presses down on me , grabbing at my arms and legs , grabbing at my clothes and hair , and i 'm calling out and yelling and one of 'em 's taken the bolt cutters from my hand and swings it hard into my elbow and the pain of it is more than i can actually stand- and my only thought , my only stupid thought is- why are they attacking me ?