"To hell with this job, are we going to climb this mountain every day?"
When the metal buckets hanging from both ends of the thick wooden pole slung across his shoulder swayed, the young man, drenched in sweat, cursed up a storm.
"Shut your mouth, you idiot! Do you have a death wish?"
"If we are going to do this job for a month, we might as well die. The guy rapes the girl, murders them both, and as if that wasn't enough, he dines like a king morning, noon, and night. If you ask, he was punished, but who really got punished, us or him, is unclear!"
While the rays of the sun struck the eastern-facing side of the mountain, the two young men were climbing the dirt path with their heavy burdens. The conversation between them grew sparse as they neared the peak of the mountain, and they fell completely silent when they arrived in front of the cave at the top.
"Did you catch that smell too?"
"Yeah, but...!"
