How did I get myself into this one? I was being coerced and there was no way out. I finally gave in to take a 40 kilos crate 80 miles as I was being bombarded with threats. Since the commander loathed me so much there was no surprise to anyone when he told me I had to do it .
Ravenously I walked through the hot orange sandy desert. I was so thirsty that I was beginning to see mirages and I was hallucinating. After a few hours, I saw a small group of different coloured men. The orange one spoke first. “Do you want some water?” Before I knew it, it was too late . . .