DAY 683 - JANUARY 22, 2013
You signal to Jalal as quietly as possible to floor the truck, but when he does so, the flat tires sputter uselessly in the brown slush on the ground. The truck can't get traction in time and when the men understand you are trying to make a break for it, they open fire. The technical is peppered with AK rounds that pierce the flimsy Toyota metal. You are hit several times and the last thing you think before bloodily slouching down is for what? You have only a few Syrian Pounds on you and the truck is now useless. When did human life become so valueless? When did killing become this easy?
You have been killed.