It's dark. Night has fallen. I painfully open my eyelids. I'm shivering.
I have a fever, no doubt.
And the feeling that my brain is caught in a veil that prevents it from thinking. How long have I been here?
Where am I anyway?
I don’t remember anything. I stand up with difficulty. My muscles are stiff. The room around me is dark. Only a ray of yellow light filters under the door and the lampposts through the damaged wooden shutters. There is no noise.
I was in Colombia...
I was in the sss rainforest.
The image comes back to me so abruptly that my breath is cut off.
“Jack,” I shouted.
Jack trying to save Adam who this blond man was going to shoot. Jack thinking that this will save the love of my life. Jack sacrificing himself… Jack collapsing on the floor.
Then a barrage of bullet
