I woke up when I felt that my head feels like being splitted into half. I winced in pain and the beads of sweats continuously rolls from my forehead down. I wiped them using my shaky hands. All of my body feels burning. My vision blurs and nausea overwhelmed my head.
My throat felt so dry and I don't have the strength to get up from the bed. I tried and tried but miserably failed. I cried out of frustration. If not for this severe injuries on my foot, then perhaps I can be of great use today. I can help greatly in renovating the ship but I am stocked here in this cabin being crippled. No matter how many years passed, I'm still weak.
"Hey, why are you crying. Are you alright?" Captain Rodriguez touched my skin and he gasped. Concern was etched in his handsome face as he checked on me. W
