Yet again I dreamt about my past. The nightmare went on and I woke up in the middle of the night drenched in sweat. The door was open and there was some light outside.
My body was too broken but my heart ached. I needed some fresh air. No, I wanted some fresh air. I looked around and there was a stick next to the door. Somebody must have been considerate enough to put it there for me.
My body was covered in bandages from the head to toe. My body had seen better days no doubt, but it was better than last night. The curse was very effective, indeed. Besides I had my first meal in a week. So I had at least some energy.