"Guys", I croaked, "you're alright! I thought you were dead."
"Nah, not us." Many replied.
"Where are we?" I asked them.
But it was her time to speak up.
"Could you give me a moment with him?" she asked them. Why was I the only one that was surprised to hear that?
As soon as they had left, she came and knelt by my cot.
"Why did you do that?"
"Do what?"
"You saved me", she replied, "even though it almost cost you your life."
At her words my vision tunneled, I thought back to the day when it was raining fire and ash, as well as blood.
"I don't know, I just did." I told her trying to keep calm. I had acted totally unlike myself back there, and it wasn't even by my own consent. The more I thought about it, the more I realized how right she was. I could have died, in many more ways than just bleeding to death.
So why did I do it?
But before I could say anything else, the edges of my vision started to become ever darker, and I slowly slipped into a deep slumber.
