When I finally tried to pull myself off the floor after laying there for hours, I didn’t feel well, and I whimpered in pain.
“Are you okay, Cathrine?” I heard Simon’s worried voice utter.
“I’m not sure” I managed to say, as I grabbed my hurting stomach. I took a look and I saw a big blue and purple mark on my stomach, and I realized I wasn’t healing.
Something was seriously wrong with me. I could feel I was burning up.
I “S.. simon I think ..s-somthing ..i..is w..wrong w.. with..m.me.” I cried, and my teeth were chattering in cold.
I could hear Simon yelling, but everything sounded blurry. Then I heard the cell door open and the chain was being removed and someone lifted me up from the floor and ran, before I blacked out.
As I opened my eyes again, I was still in pain, but my fever
