User blog comment:Kaffe4200/Another UFSW Story - The Bowl/@comment-26194145-20131005144504/@comment-26194145-20131005152438

In the dark forest a small flickering light could be seen. Over this fire was the body of a small squirl which was cooking. Across from the fire was a man in combats, leaning against a tree, sharpening a machete with a small stone. He lay down the stone and leaned over to the cooking squirl and cut off a small piece of meat. He put it in his mouth and chewed slowly, savoring the taste of the hunt. Kyle took another piece and began to chew as he leaned back against the tree. He looked around to the pitch black forest and he was lucky if he could see two feet ahead. He packed everything into his rucksack as he finished the last of his dinner. He lay his rucksack against a root which was raised. He then kicked out the fire and lay down to sleep

The next moring he woke up and in an instant he rose and left. He rushed through the forest now that he could actually see. He hoped to find his way out today and maybe get another decent meal. After a good hour or two of walking the forest was begining to thin, and Kyle could see fields ahead of him. One thing that really stood out though was a massive barbed wire fence. He picked up his pace and as he reached the end of the treeline he could see hangars and a few buildings behind the fence... but no one could be seen. Kyle could see a plane though, on a massive tarmac strip. He unslung his rucksack and lobbed it over the fence... he now had to carefully climb over. As he reached the top he tried to balance himself, he took a breath as he leaned over the sharp razor wire. He then dropped himself onto the ground below, laning on the balls of his feet, he rolled over as he took the force of the drop. He grunted as he stood up and picked up his rucksack he looked towards the cargo plane and began walking. He finally reached the plane and walked up the ramp to its interior. Inside were hundreds of crates, all labeled MRE... 5.56 Ammunition, 45.Caliber Ammunition etc. He had a grin on his face as he continued to the cockpit. He took a look through the window to the buildings ahead which looked deserted... But he couldn't help feel he wasn't the only one in this base... it was all too good to be true.