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"So Leftenant, tell us a bit about what went on last night. We heard that one of the local militia is still in hospital. I see you're hurt too."
"It couldn't have been fun. Why don't you tell me about that?"
As usual, Ben was very uncomfortable in front of a camera, even more so with the bandages swathing his arm.
"Well, uh, we went over to the park last night just to see for ourselves what the story was. We'd been told the current inhabitants had caused trouble with anyone trying to cross through and use the bridge so it's important we find out what the truth is. If any real lasting progress is to be made rebuilding the city, let alone the whole country, we need to be able to travel anywhere we need to at any time without running the risk of lawless elements attacking people at every turn."
As he spoke, his sense of unease faded. It seemed that everything beyond himself, Tricia and the nights events faded away into obscurity, less important with every word.
"We'd barely gotten off the boat before we struck trouble. We'd assumed the seawall path would be realatively clear, but the truth was it's choked with debris from several years of neglect. Picking our way northward, we found ourselves almost directly underneath the bridge, hemmed in by the water to our left and a near sheer cliff to our right."
"It was then that everything seemed to really take a turn for the worse. I'm still a little unclear what happened - all I remember is flares lighting up the sky while off in the distance we could hear gunfire. Rocks, tree branches and molotov cocktails were raining down on our heads a heartbeat later accompanied by almost animal howls and screams from above."
"The flames seemed to be everywhere. I myself was drenched in burning gasoline and only my body armour saved my life. We ran back the way we came, some of still on fire, and all the while the rocks and stuff kept coming."
Bens face had grown paler by the moment as he relived the terrible event. There was nothing they could have done to stop the attack on them, nothing anyone could have done. The utter helplessness was driven home once more as he paused, unable to speak, a tear sliding down his face.
"We'd barely gotten out of the water onto dry land when they attacked us. They didn't even try talking first. There was no provocation, no reason to attack us beside pure malice. They're an evil that needs to be dealt with or this country will continue it's slide into anarchy."