The cabin door swung open and the wet wind flowed in making the floor wet.
I crawled through the cabin to the back door hoping to find a way out as there seems to be no light anywhere.
My feets hurt and the blood just keeps dripping. I could feel the wound tearing up and sending painful sensation up my brain.
"I am coming to get you." the voice whispered into my ears and I turned sharply and saw nothing. How could I when it was so dark in there.
The rainfall increased it's capacity and the thunderstorm raged. I can't stop shivering and wondering if there will be anyone to come rescue me.
As I continued to crawl I felt a sharp pull from behind. A wet hard hand grabbed at my leg and pulled me back.
I shouted and tried to claw at the floor but it was too slippery. I shouted but could not hear my voice and I started to beat at the floor.
"Help me, I don't want to die." The hand suddenly let go of me and the light in the cabin came up.
The light threw me off balance and I tried to shield my face from the blinding light...
"Wake up you sleeping head." Mum pulled the blind apart and the light of the sunlight burned through my eyelids.
I lazily woke up while shielding my eyes from the sun burning through the open window.
Mum walked out of the top carrying the laundry and as I made to sit up, I noticed blood on the bedspread....
