24 hours
October 7th 2007 00 :12. The sound of a dentist’s drill penetrating my temple wakes me up.
Covered in sweat I sigh, it's just a dream. It’s not a dentist’s drill; there are mosquitoes in the tent.
A wild hunt begins and ends in handclapping, then silence.
02 :23. Something has awoken the dogs. Loud barking ricochet in the distance as every dog in the village joins the cacophony. A dog yelps as his owner g
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