Flying relentlessly, the Chief guided us to the river and dove to the opposite bank. The Village Chief showed no signs of stopping, continuing our journey deep into the unfamiliar terrain on the other side of the river.
Frustration and agitation consumed me, causing my body to twitch as I managed to position myself to scream, "What is happening? Where are we going?" With no response coming, my mounting frustration reached its peak, and I screamed once more, "CAN YOU FUCKING TELL ME WHAT IS GOING ON?".
However, the only response that greeted me was a piercing screech that assaulted my ears, causing me to wince in discomfort and take several minutes to regain my composure.
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