After Süleyman pointed a gun at that kid's head, the guy couldn't shake off the trauma for a while. He kept thinking, didn't say a word. We were talking among ourselves. There was no other option but for him to join us — either he would choose to die or stay with us and live. Even if he went back to his own group, he'd be executed no matter what. He did help us, after all. He's the one who told us where the warehouse was. But still, it could've been a trap. We had to keep that in mind. But we had no choice but to take the risk. Either we take the risk and survive, or we die. At least it's better than dying in fear. I'd rather die like a warrior.
Rauf was lost in thought.
(Me)
– What's up, man?
(Rauf)
– Nothing...
(Me)
– Spill it.
(Rauf)
– I'm just wondering if it was really necessary.
(Me)
– Necessary for what?
(Rauf)
– Fighting these people...
(Me)
– You want to give them the chance to kill us?
Rauf fell silent, because he knew I was right.
(Rauf)
– Let's get rid of those bastards. I'm gonna run away from all this.
(Me)
– It'll be over, man. Don't worry. We'll wipe them all out.
Süleyman's anger had faded. He had calmed down, busying himself with something.
I went over to talk to the captive.
(Me)
– You okay?
The guy didn't speak, but nodded as if to say yes.
– Look, we want to keep you alive, not kill you. Killing someone isn't easy. You're still young. I'm giving you a chance to turn away from the wrong path. If you go back there, they'll execute you. If you stay here with us, you can live a proper life. We'll treat you decently. But you need to be determined.
(Captive)
– Okay... but please, don't leave me alone with that guy. Please...
(Me)
– Who?
(Captive)
– That guy... Süleyman, was it?
(Me)
– Yeah. Okay, we won't. But he's not had it easy either. He's looking for his missing brother. We still don't know if he's dead or alive. The rest of his family was killed. His mind is messed up.
Give him time — he'll come around.
And I get it, it's the first time you've had a gun pointed at your head. You came face to face with death.
Come on, man. Get up, wash your face, drink some water, pull yourself together.
(Süleyman)
– I still don't trust him. Are you guys serious?
(Me)
– Everything's under control. Let's see what he does. If he betrays us, we kill him. If not, and he really helps, then we need him.
(Rauf)
– Ömer's right.
Now we're four people. Better than three, at least.
(Me)
– We need to grow. There's gotta be a place out there — a camp where people in trouble are trying to survive together. If we find such a place, we can bring in volunteers and grow our crew.
(Rauf)
– How are we supposed to find a place like that?
(Me)
– We'll look for it.
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