Chapter 48
Chapter
Forty-Eight
It’s dark, and I think I can hear something beeping and voices, maybe, but it’s muffled like I’m underwater. I realise the dark is because my eyes are closed, and I try to force them open, but my eyelids feel like they are glued shut.
My body feels cold like I’m standing outside in the dead of winter, but strangely, my hand feels warm, like maybe it’s in a glove, only the glove doesn’t quite cover my whole hand, and it feels heavy, like something is squeezing it. Another hand maybe, but who’s? I’m alone. I’ve been alone since I got here.
And the beeping, where is that coming from? I’ve heard a ship’s horn, and even trucks, but never that incessant beeping. It’s beginning to annoy me. Is this something else they’re doing to try and torture me? The beatings and rapes aren’t enough for them, they want to try and break my mind too.
I definitely hear voices. Are they really back for more already? Or am I being moved to the ship? They said it was happening soon, but how soon? I really don’t want to go; I really wish they would just kill me. I know that I need to stay strong, but I don’t know how much more I can take.
I want to cry out, I want to tell them no, I want to scream for help.
Wait, did I just cry out?
Wait, I feel that—the touch down my cheek, the whispering in my ear. I can’t make out what they are saying, but the touch, is warm and gentle. I know it. It can’t be, am I dreaming?