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Day 3
Last night was a bad night.
A rustle in the bushes gave away my position. It wasn't supposed to be this way. His hand snatched the hilt of his sword. I had no choice. He was silent with the first slash of my blade. I missed my intended target. He was screaming when the second penetrated his torso. He screaming was replaced with a voilent gurgle as my dagger left his throat. He was still alive as my shuriken struck the bushes as the rustle returned. I hit nothing but dirt. He must have seen who it was.
I ask and ask, but he doesn't answer.
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