It's been a long day for this little chap. And likely a very confusing one. In the early morning he got on a bus waiting outside Mosul for any civilians able to make it out past ISIS, who have taken to shooting those fleeing on sight. The bus brought him, with nothing but the clothes he's wearing, to Hamam al Alil Camp for displaced people. And right now he's sitting alone in the mud, next to the women's food queue. The women nearest him say he isn't theirs. he's outside the main camp, in the Transit Area - there is no more room in the camp, so even if his family is around, unless they can find another way to get a roof over their heads, he's going to be sleeping rough tonight, in the freezing cold.