Fred snatched the canteen from Karan. He couldn't think straight, and the heat left him restless, fatigued, and irritable. He upended the bottle over his face, but only a few meagre drops touched his lips. In his frustration, Fred threw the bottle to the ground and yelled out. He broke into fits of coughing and gasping. The aggravation tore his throat, leading him to cough more as the blood trickled down the back. With the air burning his nose, the blood inducing more coughing, and the lack of water, Fred fell to the ground and refused to move further.
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