I hear James call. “But I heard…” The soldier begins but soon his voice fades out and I hear him retreat back to the others. I let out a sigh.I know James is good, he protected me. My heart starts to slow back down to its normal pace when I hear the soldier speak again, but this time his voice is farther away.“We’re heading back to camp. There aren’t anymore houses on our route. There’s about a day and a half left until we reach camp.” He says and then I hear footsteps, they are moving. Slowly, I creep back to my hiding space and walk beside James, the bushes separating us. Even though the bush is there he keeps glancing sideways at me. One time I swear he winks. It makes me laugh, but quietly, of course.The day trudges on and on and my leg is starting to hurt again, probably from all the walking. I am thirsty, too, really thirsty. My head is starting to ache and my limbs are turning to mush. The sun is setting and again, they stop to make camp. I watch as James repeats his actions from the night before, chaining the old man to a tree then he goes and lies down in his sleeping bag, the other men do the same.They fall asleep in minutes.
