Version Two
It started in a house. I could hear gunshots and noise, as if it was a small gangwar occuring. I found a person I disliked there, and we started fighting. I quickly beat him down, and when he was lying on the floor, I was hitting him with a empty plastic soda bottle, which was also burning a slight bit, until he died of it, looking like this: http://www.vasabryggeri.nu/produkter...r/portello.jpg
There was a plastic bag in the house. I filled it with the soda bottle as it was the murder weapon after all, along with some other objects.
As in version one, I went through the woods to escape to Russia. I was wandering for some time, and as I came to a river I found a drunk fisherman. The fisherman was drinking vodka, and he had a small boat full of alcohol. At first when I came, he decided he would let the boat float along the river, then stay sober. But as he drank some more vodka out of his bottle, he changed his mind and kept it. He also had lots of stuff I thought could be useful in the woods. The alcohol did not interest me, as I'm not a drinker. I was talking to him for a short time, and then he turned his back at me. I saw a knife on the ground, picked it up. I thought at first I would stab him in the head, take some of his equipment, then leave. But I felt pity for him, as he was a alcoholic, changed my mind and left without taking anything.
After encountering the fisherman, I was now walking along a river through the woods with my dad and four relatives, of which all were males. They were going to help me reach Russia, and they were armed with hunting rifles, but I was unarmed. We spotted another group of men, also armed with hunting rifles, on the other side. We opened fire and a short firefight began. It was over quick and we kept walking, and fortunately no one of my relatives were injured.
Now we had a short break in the woods, in which we ate some berries and drank water from the river. Shortly after, I woke up.
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