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I finished filling my bucket with water.

"I think that's enough water for now. I should get going."

I got up on my feet, dusting myself off, and took hold of the bucket, turning around to make my way back to the camp.

I trudged through the forest...

One pathway after the other.

With the heavy bucket held firmly in my hands.

After I'd gone down about three pathways, I felt myself bump into somebody.

I slowly allowed my eyes to move from the ground back upwards, and I noticed two men in army uniform standing there, blocking the pathway, smoking cigarettes.

I took a few steps backwards, allowing myself some room and distance, swallowing down a lump that had formed in my throat.

"Excuse me," I stumbled nervously. "Could I get past please?"

The men's eyes bored into mine. One of the men had terrifying, veiny eyes, that caused my skin to set on edge.

"I don't think so," he said quietly.

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