I heard him before I saw him. "She should be waking up soon." Lupus. "Thank you guys for taking care of her. That was a horrible wound."
Wound? What wound is he talking about? And what does he mean taking care of her? I do not remember being sick! I do not hear anything more because I start succumbing to sleep.
Something wet and slimy keeps brushing my face in rapid movements. I raise my hand to push it away but I hear a bark instead. A loud, sharp pitched bark.
Groaning I open my eyes and see monkeys in front of me. Screaming I move back. I realise that I'm laying on my stomach, such an uncomfortable sleeping position. It feels like the ground is digging into my ribs.
But I'm quickly made aware that I'm actually on a tree by the leaves falling and the many branches I see. My memory st
