slowly and very painfully , i turned around : the room was now full of men all dressed in black , black balaclavas , black nasty looking guns , fitted with black silencers.they must have come in , making no noise , unnoticed by anyone - every one 's attention had been riveted on me , my friend with the knife still screaming on the floor and on the gunman ... `` i think it 's the sun ? definitely , '' steve whispered with his broken mouth .