I think I might be dead. Some soldiers rushed into my house yesterday and the last thing I remember is one of them aiming a gun at me and shooting me.
I'm looking for my virgins, but can't seem to find any.
Damn, it's hot in here! It's worse that that stupid cave without air conditioning in the middle of the summer. It is so warm that even the rock seem to be burning.
Some guy is coming towards me. He must be a farmer because he's got this pitchfork. Man is this guy sunburned!
Let me find out what he wants and I'll be back later.
Maybe he can point me to the virgins!