I looked around me as I saw my whole family got killed one by one, I didn't know what to do inside the box. I can't try asking anyone for help because I know that they are on the enemy's side. No one bothered to help my family as they were to busy trying to get away or defending themselves. No one cares about us. No one.
I tried to see the outcome of the battlefield: every way you look was covered in disgusting scarlet blood, headless people lay on the floor as they pick up their heads and putting it in a sack.
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