The next few hours, I had no idea what happened, but I could feel myself moving.

I don't know whether there was a car involved, or if I was carried, but I could hear voices and certain words kept repeating themselves in my mind, blocking out the others…

'Get her out'!
'Volker...'
'Fuck Volker'
'Kill her'
'They wouldn't...'
'His eyes'
'Twisted as we are'
'No shit hermano...'

When I woke up, I didn't feel right. I don't know whether my head had been hit too hard, or if they'd drugged me…

They probably did...

Wherever I was, it was cold. I could even feel the damp rising up from the floor and on to the thin mattress I'd been laid on. There were no windows, no light. I didn't even know if there was a door or not.

I pushed myself to my feet clumsily. I felt like I'd been drinking and as I stumbled over to a wall, I nudged something with my knee and it smashed on the floor, the noise of which started to make the whole room spin.

The noise seemed to have shattered some sort of barrier and the pain was unbearable. The back of my head felt like it had been smacked with a brick and my leg suddenly buckled in pain, unable to take anymore.

I must have cried out because suddenly there was light, and then darkness again. I wanted all the pain to just go away as I fell in to a sudden deep sleep, but I didn't.

I knew where I was before I even opened my eyes. The screaming wasn't as loud as before, but I could hear the signature dubstep music. I was back with the pirates, again.

They saved you...

I picked myself up from the matress. This room had a light in it, a warm light, that was coming from the burning lantern on the small table next to the door.

I couldn't feel any pain, as if I'd dreamt the agonising pain a few hours before.

It was only when I heard all the commotion that the pain came back, but there was less of it. It wasn't unbearable anymore.

"Don't go in there man"
"When did you! Start telling me what to do" it was Vaas,
"It's not gonna help anyone"
"Get. The. Fuck. Out of my way!"
I heard something thud at the door, but it was locked.

I felt my leg collapse beneath me and amidst the pain, I pulled myself over to one of the corners.

"Vaas, you need to take care of the tourists",

"I'm busy" Vaas hissed,

"If you don't, Volker will know something's up, we can't risk it" the other man told him.

Everything went quiet.

The silence felt deadly. It was as if it was just building in to something horrific. This bit of peace would be etched with fear.

It was only then I remembered.

Anna's dead...

I'd seen the bullets rip through her like she was made of jelly.

Why did they save you?

The voice was having its own debate inside my head, but I ignored it. Anna was dead.

I felt the sobs start to build in my throat, but then I heard a rifle start.

It just seemed to get louder and louder. I pulled myself in to the foetal position. Was this finally going to be the end of my life?

They saved you!

The voice, it screamed at me.

The rifle stopped, and I noticed quickly that so had the screaming. The music had even been turned down.

I took a deep breath before I took my hands away from my face. The room seemed lighter and it was only then that I noticed the window. From where I was, I could only see the sky, but a grey cloud had spread across it.

My mind told me that I was safe, even if it was just for a moment. I'd have to face up to him. The pirates, the Rakyat, I wasn't scared of them.

I had to be brave. I had to leave the crying for a later day. I would do what I had come here to do.

I stretched out my leg and looked at the cut in my leg. The stitches had come out, making more slits in my skin, but the initial stab wound had healed up quite nicely. The scar was still a little bloody and slightly open in some spots, but if I was able to get a hold of a bandage, I should be able to pull it all back together.

I looked at the room. The place was bare. It had a small table next to the door, a mattress and a bed.

I pulled myself up, trying to use the walls as support.

Then I heard a key.

I stopped moving. Everything else drowned out except for the increased rapidness of my heart and the key turning in the lock.

Keep it together

I took a step forward as the door opened and a pirate walked in.

My heart clenched...

It wasn't Vaas...

"Renae"

"Benny?" My leg gave up and I fell, but he caught me, wrapping his arms round me tightly.

"I was so sure you were dead" he said as I wrapped my arms round his neck and clung on tightly. "I can't believe it's you".

Benny didn't look as if he'd changed. He still had his dark brown hair and light brown eyes, and this sort of edge to him, but he was older.

He'd aged much more than I had and he was only twenty nine, a year older than I was. His face was etched with lines and there was this desperation in his eyes, as if he'd been holding on to something and he couldn't anymore.

Even when he spoke, I felt the change.

Benny stayed masterfully away from the subject of Vaas. Part of me felt relieved, but the other part needed to know. He never mentioned anything about the island, or about what happened to it.

He asked me how Britain had been. How it was different. He seemed content to listen to me, but I could feel the change between the both of us. We'd grown up in completely different worlds, a world I now had to get adjusted too.

He started going off about this celebrity he'd heard about. In general, it was a rant and a forced one at that.

"What happened Benny, what really happened?"

"Girl, I can't tell you" he shook his head and looked down at the floor.

I knew what he meant, but I had a feeling that the person who'd be able to, couldn't.

"Just tell me what they want with me? Why am I so in danger when their around"

Benny knew what I meant, but at first, it looked like he wasn't going to tell me, but then he changed his mind.

"You were supposed to be dead. I expect they just want to finish what they started before too many find out".

I laid off the subject. Benny wasn't the one who could give me the answers I so desperately needed.