Food and Vormit

Though I was unconscious, I could still somewhat hear what was going on. The jailers quickly poured water on me. What really brought me back to being conscious wasn't even the water but the words that fell from one of the jailer's mouth.

"If she won't wake up, throw her among the rest. We will bury her tomorrow!" He had said.

You see, it wasn't my time to die and even when I had slumped and everything had turned blank to me, what I thought amused everyone was the fact that I jumped up to me feet immediately as the jailer completed his words.

"I am okay o." I shouted almost immediately.

It was such a pity that even though I fell unconscious none of the jailers were empathetic to put themselves in my shoes as they braced my back with stripe of their leather and twice I felt the hit which curled up to my neck and slightly on my lips.