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Josh

Josh carried all he had found back to his camp. As he approached he saw him. The boy with the injured leg. He found his camp. The boy either has impeccable tracking skills or he is very lucky. Josh hid behind some concrete rubble. He watched the boy standing in a thoughtful haze. What if they can't communicate? What language is even running through his head? What if he's the reason Josh is here? That wouldn't make sense. They've never met, or have they? Josh was conflicted on whether or not to approach the boy. He took a small step forward still crouching down and 'crack'. He stepped on a rock. How careless. The boy's head snapped around and his brown eyes filled with fear. He was a deer caught in the headlights. He just stood frozen. His eyes glazed over and he was out. He crumpled to the ground in one swift motion. Landing with a hollow 'thud'.

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