I was in some sort of reality tv show with four boys, three of whom I knew. The one whom neither of us knew was suspicious and always wore a black pendant and he always clutches it tightly in his hand. He never talks to any of he boys or me. One night I was in the kitchen drinking water around 3 A.M. Suddenly somebody grabbed me and covered my mouth with their hand tightly and whispered me to neither resist nor move. I was shoved in a dark closet and he started talkin to me in a language that seemed really foreign to me; nothing that I ever heard before. He started taking my clothes off one by one as I tried to scream and cry through his hand. Suddenly the closest swung open and it was one of my male friends in the house. He beat up the boy who tried to perform sexual acts on me without my consent and I cried so much I fell asleep.