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his agility outmatched the guard’s. Peter, on the other hand, was
spectating behind a tree.
My body was not in its best condition, so I refrained from
participating in the intense scene. However, the guard with the
sunglasses dropped the key, so I sneakily took this opportunity to
retrieve it and opened the door to the dam’s control room. Everyone
else was still scuffling; our team appeared to be winning with its
all-or-nothing approach.
After a few minutes in the room, I figured out what to do.
I pulled the “release water” lever on the panel and turned the dial
to “high speed”… After a moment, SUCCESS! I heard the sound of
water coming out, rushing down the hillside. The people at the
bottom assisted in redirecting the water’s flow and soon the valley
was flooded, and the human incinerator was destroyed or at least
partially broken and carried away by the strong current.
I stepped outside and jumped for joy. Joshua’s face was
beaming with happiness. Alesha was so buoyant that she danced
in front of the group. Michael was screaming along with the group,
and Peter was running around in circles. The other families were
equally jubilant. The guards were no longer to be seen. Although
some of us were injured, our sweet victory was the only thing that
mattered to us at that moment.

We returned home that afternoon, and that evening, we had
a large celebration to which every townsperson was invited.
“Torturous tradition long gone!” everyone shouted in
unison.