Eugene, like the other marines, was eagerly waiting to get water out of a well they had found. He had his helmet upside down in his hand as a makeshift cup, awaiting his turn. They has arrived in Okinawa only a few days ago after coming out of Peleliu, and hadn't gotten water since they landed. The well was falling apart, the dirty Beige bricks scattered near the remains of it. The water inside was brown and dirty, so much so you couldn't see into it. But Eugene didn't care- he just needed a sip of water. "Shit!" A marine cried, pulling something out of the water. It was the remains of a dead Goat. It was all bloody, it's fur soaking wet and sticky with mud and blood. The Marine let go of the horn and the corpse fell back into the water.

"We can't drink it. The Japs poisoned it." The Marine said.

Eugene felt his heart sink as he put his helmet back on and stood up.