Theory 3: The Desert Bride Kidnapping

(aka: My friends’ creativity is starting to worry me)

This theory belongs in the category: “Technically not impossible, but so unlikely it circles back into comedy.”

Here is how my friends frame it:

“What if Amine charms you just long enough for you to trust him with a trip to meet his ‘family’ in Gafsa? And once you’re there, he sells you to some shady desert traffickers?”

Yes… this is the level of imagination we are dealing with.

Let’s examine the probability:

Realistically: 0.5 to maybe 3 percent. 
Not zero, because the world is insane. 
But still so wildly unlikely that it reads like a bad crime novel someone wrote during an insomnia attack.

Now the logic:

– Cases like this *do* exist, somewhere in the world. That’s what makes the theory sticky. 
  But people forget that Tunisia is not a movie set, and Gafsa is not Mordor.

– Also: Introducing a woman to your mother in Tunisia is a serious relationship step. 
  There is nothing casual about it. 
  If Amine ever said “Come meet my mother,” I’d be on instant high alert, simply because I know what that gesture means.

– If this whole thing were a long con, he would have to invest months or years of emotional labour to earn enough trust for that moment. 
  And for what? A theoretical payout that barely matches the insane amount of acting he’d need to maintain.

But since we’re already in fantasy territory, let’s at least tell the story properly:

If Amine truly wanted to kidnap me in Gafsa, it would not be for some depressing trafficking route. 
No. 
It would be because he secretly owns a hidden desert oasis. 
There, in a shimmering sand-palace, I would become part of his private harem, alongside dozens of desert queens in flowing fabrics, drinking pomegranate juice under palm trees while the moon rises behind the dunes.

If you’re going to scare me, at least make it romantic, sexy, and architecturally interesting.

So yes: this theory is technically possible in the same way that being abducted by benevolent aliens is technically possible. 
But practically? Emotionally? Socially? Culturally?

Not really.

This one goes straight into the “fiction” section of the mental bookshelf.