An Illustrated Story: Abused War Captive

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Camryn scrambled into the dense jungle fringe bordering the village, crawling beneath thick ferns and thorny vines. The humid air vibrated with the roar of landing craft hitting the beach. Boots crunched on gravel, harsh voices barked orders in a guttural language. Through the leaves, Camryn saw soldiers fanning out – efficient, brutal. They kicked in doors, overturned baskets, searching for anything left behind, anyone hiding. She pressed her face into the damp earth, trying to vanish. A sharp crack echoed – a stray branch snapping under her knee. Instantly, rough hands grabbed her arms, hauling her upright. Four soldiers surrounded her, their faces hard, eyes gleaming with cruel amusement. One backhanded her across the mouth. The metallic taste of blood bloomed on her tongue.

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