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Every morning two of us had to walk to the lake to draw water, bring it back to camp, and run it through the filter. The area was mostly safe by then, but we always used the buddy system. It was best not to be out alone for any length of time.

And then one morning Zeb twisted his ankle on a rock. He was too hurt to walk, so Seth had to help him get back while another two men went to get the water. We hadn't had any trouble for months, but I guess we were overdue.
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