make a run for it

You panic, realizing his intentions were not at all pure in bringing you here. You decide that you'd rather not chance it with an armed man in his ship, and you take a dive for the stairs. You make it all the way out into the spaceport when you hear a crackle of energy behind you and your back erupts in pain. You fall to the ground, and realize that even though you're out on the street likely no one will help you.

You fall on your back as you feel your limbs go numb, and look up at the burning twin suns. His blaster must've been on stun, because while you can't move any of your limbs, you aren't dead.

You see Gordo towering over you, as he looks down at you with his massive eyes, scrutinizing you. He rummages through your sack as you lie there, unable to move, and then he produces the box.

"Ah, this is exactly as Durga the Hutt told me it would be," he smirks. "You're a rather easy mark, you know."

You find his smugness very irritating, but you are too confused to truly understand what's happening.

"I'll be paid well when Durga sees what I've brought him. Sweet dreams," he places a wet cloth over your face as you inhale the scent of powerful chemicals and your consciousness slips and fades.