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John doesn't think it's real at first.

A rescue? No, he's just hallucinating. He's dehydrated and the heat's gotten to him, that's all.

Strung up out here, surviving on minimal water, left to burn to a crisp; instead of dying, he thinks about his daughter and whether he's going to make it home.

Suddenly the rope breaks and he falls, nearly cracking his skull open on a large rock.

It's real enough now.

"John Porter?"

"That's me."

A woman lifts him to his feet and two men guide his useless body towards a large ATV.

Freedom, but for how long?