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The following events were confusing, to say the least. Khan had reached his limits, and the sense of safety brought by the arrival of the four ships affected his struggle to remain awake, threatening to make him faint a few times.

Khan knew that he couldn't sleep just yet. He had yet to see his companions, and Wayne's situation needed clarification. However, he had already gotten inside the cargo ship by the time he managed to awaken completely.

Shouts and noises filled Khan's ears as his vision stabilized. He found himself on the cargo area's floor, with two soldiers applying bandages to his many injuries. Wayne was also there, but the team merely pointed their rifles at him while crying questions that he didn't bother to address.

"Are we moving?" Khan groaned while peeking to his left. The side doors were still open, but the world remained still. Ropes hung from the floor's edge too, hinting at the fact that soldiers were on the island.