CHAPTER TWELVE
I felt it, the pain, but I didn't say a word. I just continued to let them abuse me.
I knew I had to wake up so we could move on with our journey, but the blanket was too damn comfortable and warm that I didn't want anything nor anyone disrupting my sleep.
So I forced myself to endure it; the itching pain of tiny needle-like pinches that stung all over my body.
I wanted more time to sleep. My eyes nor any other part of my body had had enough rest. The weather was very cosy so it did a good job in keeping half of my mind asleep, but failed to keep the other side awake, due to the stinging.
It was weird how Jack and Roger couldn't get a break from pinching me so hard. I mean, we all got tired at some point. However, something else kept nagging me. It was probably because
