"s**t, s**t shit.." said Shumair while running off for his life towards the mud path, when suddenly he hears the screaming and yelling of the lunatics as they get closer.
"No, no, no.. argh!" yelled Shumair as he accidentally sprains on his leg, falling down completely along with the bag of supplies as he attempts to get up.
Meanwhile, the lunatics arrive towards the place where they get down from the auto, with their weapons intact as they surround him. "Looks like the food finally got caught in its own trap boys!" yelled the crazed lunatic as they call start screaming off in laughter.
"Piss off crazed bastards! what do you want? food? medicine, I have, i have that in my.." said Shumair as he reaches out for his bag when one of the lunatics presses his weapon on the bag and drags it
