As I opened my eyes, aware of the sickening stench of whisky, feeling the dampness in my body. In front of me were gradations of darkness shadows of grey and black interrupted by tiny dancing specks of light that blocked the darkness. There was pain everywhere in my hand and it felt swollen and numb. My hands and legs were tied up and I was lying on the bed in an unknown place. I had some visions then again I lost my consciences .
Graham was sitting beside her worried sick, as she was not waking up and when he saw her stir he came and grabbed her. But again she lost her consciousness.
He turned away from her and went to the women standing near him with whom he has been drinking after he reached the island.
“Greta if she doesn't wake up how will you perform your treatment.” Graham enquir
