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You swim. Your legs and arms flail against the current of the water, telling you stop give up. But you will survive. You burst out of the water and breath. But you can’t stop there. You swim to the side of the treacherous river, avoiding the numerous sharp rocks. When you climb up to the shore, you are exhausted, but out of the corner of your eye you see your bag that you so desperately needed to save. ‘This bag better be worth it,’ you think as you crawl over to it. But your hand is stomped on as you reach out. You scream as your wrist breaks under the heavy boot. You squint and grunt as you look into the face of the tall man wearing a furry coat. He growls down at you. “Please, I’ve- I just came down the-” You scream again as the man stomps down on your hand harder. “Okay.. okay, come o-” You shut yourself up when the man takes a knife from your bag. He leans down and stabs it into your shoulder. You scream. You are rolled over onto your back and the man kills you, spilling more of your blood on the wet rocks.

At least yound found your bag…