Sorry about the AI slop again, but I think I captured a very beautiful moment of emotional desperation and distress, and I want to preserve it.

I present: A lady fighter pilot of some unnamed western air force, mere hours after her multi million dollar war machine was embarrassingly shot down over the tropical jungles of some godless, underdeveloped commie hell hole. She survived the crash, only to have her toned ass dragged to a prison camp by the angry locals, who are fed up with your country's foreign politics and endless, brutal bombing runs against their people and infrastructure.

The uncertainty of not knowing what they will do to you now is the worst torment. Will you be maimed? Executed? Raped? Forced to confess untrue bullshit on live TV? And does your own country even care that you're stuck here? What if you'll not be rescued because the suits think that this whole ordeal is too embarrassing politically? What if they'll just bury you and cover this up? Lie about your death to your friends and family to make this go away?

Fantasy of escape keeps you somewhat sane, but the electrified fence and land mines around the camp notwithstanding, the impenetrable jungle goes 200 miles to every direction, and is full of predators, enemy patrols, inedible plants, poisonous water and quicksand. Is all hope lost?