At once? Yikes, this old guy was proving to be more trouble than Nimol had imagined. "Well, the more the merrier, anyone else want to come? You might find something you like!". Nimol picked up his spare rifle, putting some bullets in. He picked up his backpack and put some supplies in it for the journey. He closed the backpack and then placed it on his shoulders. He headed for the exit of the hut.
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