Day 3

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Timmy woke up, tired and thirsty. He decided to wake up his father to get some water. After all, they haven't been eating or drinking the past two days. Surely Ted would let them eat today, right?

"Papa, I'm thirsty." Timmy shook his dad.

"Sorry Timmy, I can't." Ted said.

"We're trying to survive in here!" Timmy argued, "At least let me eat or drink today."

"Timmy, you know the rules. Not until after tomorrow." Ted said in a stern voice.

I am pretty thirsty myself... Ted looked at the water. But we have to be very careful about the amount of water we drink. It could be the cause of our death. 

"Come on! Just a little sip..." Timmy begged.

"I feel just as thirsty as you do, we aren't drinking today." Ted looked at his son with an angry expression.

Timmy sighed, "Fine, then tomorrow I can, right?"

Ted looked at Timmy, "No, only after tomorrow. I said that before."

Timmy opened his mouth to argue again but quickly closed it, as he knew the consequences, "But you said I could go outside today..."

Ted glanced to the floor. I forgot about that... Ted looked up and sighed, "You're right, bring the gas mask and make sure to bring the water."

"Yeah, yeah, I know." Timmy rolled his eyes and took the mask. Ted watched as he excited out of the shelter door.

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