Chapter Thirty-Five
I was tired, my body felt heavy, and some part of me was conscious that I was starting to dream, as other part stood alert in some sort of half-awake half-asleep state.
Been unable to move was unnerving, as if a great pressure pushed my body down. I frown, or tried to, I don't know, but I felt my ears stirred as from my closed eyelids I grasped some sounds, strange sounds, as if I was far away from the woods, from the island, the comforting crash of waves disappearing and confusing me.
Them another place erupted upon my senses; the greasy smell of oil, sweat, tobacco, alcohol and food, adding the loud sound of people clashing glasses, talking at the same time, some rock music and cars buzzing around. It was all too much, even without my eyesight, so much information at once that I did not know where I should focus on and what was happening.