After going through a long and quite complicated day of activities, I returned to the refugee tent owned by my stepfamily.
With my body having bathed twice in one go, it was as clean as a criminal washing away the traces of their criminal activities.
On this cold night, and as I expected, I could see the moonlight faintly covered by clouds that were about to bring down heavy rain.
From the shape of the clouds and the strong winds, it was clear that a storm was coming.
Like it or not, I had to return back to my stepfamily's refugee camp to do something about the storm clouds that were coming soon.
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As I was walking towards my stepfamily's refugee tent, a strange sight appeared from a distance.
I don't know what is happening to my stepfamily, they seem to be being physically tortured by Melissa and are running around the refugee camp up a steep, rocky hill.
