He wanted to open his eyes but they hurt so bad.
His head was about to explode, his lids weight tons and his whole body was in a lot of pain.
He tried to talk but there was no words coming out of his mouth.
A burning sensation on his throat made him groan.
He was thirsty, his lips were cracked and his mouth was dry.
¿was there hot or it was just him? One or another, he was burning up.
He wanted to ask for help, but all he could hear was a loudly laugh.
He tried to call Sam but he was alone.
The heat was unbearable and he couldn't move.
"You know what you got to do"
He swallowed painfully and the tears began to slip across his bloody face.
And the he said it.
"Sign me up"