" The girls? We sacrificed them to the water spirit, sir. We used their bodies as an offering. They cried and carried on like crazy."
Kien's scouts drew their bayonets. Lien held them back.
"Stop! Don't. Perhaps these guys might also want to cry like crazy as the girls did before they died. They won't want to die immediately, will they? "

― Bảo Ninh , The Sorrow Of War: A Novel of North Vietnam