Rodolfo Parra

It was still quite early in the morning when you decided to walk around the edges of the city first, just out of habit and boredom. However, sometimes you found something to eat there. Already passing through familiar territories, your eyes have noticed something new. A military camp.

The interest made you come closer. A lot of soldiers talking to each other in Spanish, looking serious. Among them, you noticed a man who seemed to be quite young, and involuntarily stared at him for a couple of moments longer. And he felt your gaze, turning his head exactly in your direction. He raised an eyebrow slightly before shouting at you.

« Hey, what are you doing here? »