This one's the scariest by far

This happened in the middle of 2019. I'm a 19 year old British guy, I was 18 at the time and was on a trip with my friends (M23 and F18) to a town we all knew to be a popular point of entry for immigrants. It's close, really cheap and a pretty town. We were driving there in my car, and we were searching for the right place to park it. Now, we were in the town of 20k people. Our story is important, because there's a lot of immigrants in that town. To the point where you can regularly hear Arabic being spoken on the streets.<br><br>Now, we were driving to a part of town that is mostly full of immigrants. There was a large empty parking lot right next to a big open field. And that was exactly where I wanted to park my car. I locked the car, and we went on our way. After a while, I got a bit thirsty and decided to go back to the car to get some water. The group wanted to stay back, so I went on my own.<br><br>I walked back down the road leading to the parking lot, and I decided to use the road going through the open field to get to the car, which was parked on the side really close to the field. Now, as I was walking through the field, I saw three men, all with their faces covered in scarfs (I'm not sure if there's a more PC term, so please tell me if I should use anything else. This was my first time seeing them) walking from the parking lot towards me. I got a bit jumpy, and started to slow down to give myself time to react, if needed.<br><br>One of the three men approached me, and said in broken English "Hey, do you have any spare change?". I told him I didn't have any, and he asked me if I'd buy them some food, and I said no. Then he said something in a language I didn't understand, and I realised I needed to get out of there. So I began to walk away at a regular pace, in the direction of the road. The guy I spoke to approached me again, and said in broken English "I'm gonna ask you something, and you will answer it. Or else".<br><br>I Immediately started to run towards the road, with the three of them hot on my heels. I had the advantage of knowing the road, and that I was physically built better than them. I ran as fast as I could until I lost them behind a wall of houses separating the road from the field.<br><br>I got back to my friends, and told them what happened. We called the police, and they said their hands were tied because we couldn't point out who they were. Then we went back to the car, and they seemed to have opened my trunk somehow. The police is still unsure if they broke in or if I accidentally left it unlocked.<br><br>After we got in the car, I noticed something wasn't right. One of my friends was acting strange, and I quickly figured out that she wasn't wearing any underwear. I could see that her panties were missing, and a small scratch was on the inside of her leg, right where her panties would be. Somehow, during the time I was away, they had somehow opened my car in secret and touched her up. Now, this was something I couldn't tell the police. She didn't want to tell them, and we didn't want to have this come back to bite us in the future.<br><br>But the thing is, I'm not even sure if it was them. It could have been someone else entirely. But we are sure of one thing; Three men, probably of Middle Eastern origin, tried to kidnap me in May 2019.<br><br>So, guys who tried to kidnap me because I said no, let's not meet again.