The Australian serviceman whose name is Andrew, carried me and Bibi onto the waraship and he could see how scared we were. Bibi had already slept but I'm not so I went to chat with Andrew, who had just brought two platets of fish fingers, chips and peas as he thought that we might still be hungry. I asked Andrew where are Mum & Dad which he replied that they had a plane out looking. Also, he was trying to apologising to us for being a little late in rescuing us as there were paperwork. When I started eating again, I heard a familiar sound-it was Omar! He is back!
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