Vas and Riva could only watch from where they thought they were safe, up in the trees. Vas relived the terror yet again that froze his body into place. He couldn’t move, he could barely breathe. His eyes were fixated on the scene of his family being killed before him. Where was father? Where was he? They were too frightened to call for him.

Then,… one of the newcomers appeared at the base of their tree. It yelled at them and raised its stick into the air. They couldn’t understand what it was saying and simply stared. What had they done wrong? What had they done wrong? That’s all that went through Vas’s mind.