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tight to his head, he could feel the hunter’s hand quivering almost uncontrollably. Drake knew now was his moment as he heard Uncle’s voice.
    “Never close your eyes just before you kill a man, that is the moment when your weakness will be seen. The snake has open eyes when he strikes the mouse!”
    Without looking, Drake knew the hunter’s eyes were closed. If the hunter was a capable killer, Drake would already be dead. Drake reached to his left ankle under the water and removed the tactical knife from its holster. With his grip firm on the leather-wrapped handle, he rolled forward, swinging his leg down behind the knees of the hunter. In one fluid and fast motion, Drake reached across, grasped the hunter's waist and pulled him backwards over the leg trap. As the hunter fell backwards into the water, the shot rang off,
    Boom!
    The round fired harmlessly into the sky as Drake looked into the hunter's eyes now from above. Drake kept his eyes open and drove the knife deep into the hunter’s heart. He drew the blade from the man’s chest in a split second, and as quickly as he felt the knife clear the man’s ribs, Drake slashed the man's throat.
    Drake pushed the enemy's dangling head underwater to finish him off while standing to his feet. He looked to his left and could make out the vague figure of a second body with his blurred vision. Alongside the fire, wearing the original blue flannel shirt was Tomek. In the fire was a body, but whose body? Drake knew he had just killed the same man Tomek had shot with the bow. Drake had seen his face close up and looked into his eyes as he died both times.
    Tomek walked out into the knee-deep water where Drake stood and took his brother's head to his shoulder. Tomek then spoke softly and directly into his undamaged right ear.
    “We killed twins.”

5 FLows
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    S itting by the raging fire with the two bodies for fuel, the twins began to inventory the hunter's pack that was left in the orchard. Plenty of canned food rations, fruit, trail mix and powdered eggs, all of which was quickly burned.
    Tomek and Drake survived on their After 5. Stay Alive mantra to the extreme. This included not scavenging others' meal supplies. Drake was happy to find knives, both big and small as well as their matching sheaths. He was particularly fond of the wood-handled six-inch Rapala fillet knife in the pack, knowing that cleaning fish would now be much easier. The rest of the pack contained an assortment of money, deer tags and ammunition.
    Also in the pack was a yellow satellite cellular phone. The twins were aware of phones and the general capabilities they possessed. Uncle had been in the woods so long before the day he found the twins even he was uneducated about the overall technological power of the small cellular devices.
    “This is cool,” Tomek said while pushing random buttons on the unit and finding amusement in the different tones it produced. “We should keep it”
    “First a gun and now a phone thingy? Really, Tomek?”
    Drake was not exactly thrilled about the idea of keeping either item, but he knew what battles to pick and choose when dealing with his brother.
    “The rifle we should keep, just in case that bear cub is around again,” Drake said, pointing to Tomek’s backside.
    Two years ago Tomek had a nasty encounter with a bear cub and Drake relentlessly found pleasure in bringing it up as often as he could. Tomek had landed the cub in a leg hold trap meant for a fox and was trying to release the cub and set it free when he got a nice claw swipe across his ass cheek. Of course Tomek was too proud to let his brother care for his butt wounds, leaving him with an infection that would heal, but not without leaving quite the scar.
    “At least the scar isn’t on my face there, ear boy,” Tomek snapped back.
    “ Damn it. Good point, “Drake thought to himself, as to not give Tomek any credit for the quick retort.
    “If I ever see that bear again I am