I woke, weak as ever.
I could no longer move as I was far too weak.

I was being cared for but rarely...
I was giving up hope of ever being rescued.
I was spoonfed light soup that tasted faintly of fish and given rum to hydrate myself.

I felt ill, I hated it here and wanted to be back home.
I thought about the daycare and the children... is this what they watched?
I looked up at the sky in hopes they could see or hear me.
"Children..." I croaked which startled Milo who was smoking by me.
"Please... please look away...
It's Miss. Pearl remember?
Look away..." It took all the breath I had to say those words, Milo scratched his head as he looked at me.
"Damn, we oughta feed you more. Yer gettin visions a chilren when ther is none."

I closed my eyes, I was feeling quite weak as I tried to catch my breath.
I hoped that if I died here, Id return home as I felt my whole body relax and begin to lose consciousness.

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I was dissappointed to open my eyes and see I had not returned home but was in the arms of that british cunt.
"What the hell?" I croaked and he sharply shushed me.

I quieted but took in my sorroundings, we were in some sort of forested area... tropical... a jungle maybe?
He was carrying me alone.

"Where are your friends?" I creaked once more.
"Dont got any-" He replied, glaring me down.
"Your crew..." I mustered the energy to reply.
"Boat-" Was all he fucking said. Thanks Captain Dumbfuck, seems legit!

I jumped when he opened a door to a house and brought me inside.
I braced for some terrifying torture chamber or a prison or whatever but he lit a lantern in the room then began lighting the others.
It was... truly beautiful.

I stared in wonder, having been laid down on something comfortable for once.

Milo was grumbling about something but I hardly noticed as I was drifting to sleep before he jumpscared me with his stupid face popping quickly into my line of view.

"Hey- pay attention." He growled as I lazily looked at him. He frowned then put his hand on my head, the frown softening to concern.
".... Sick as a dog... I fockin knew it."
He sighed then looked me over some more before leaving for a while.
I drifted off a little before being startled again then being sat up and told to drink some warm tea.

I was confused but drank it sleepily.
He sat by me in an almost brotherly manner, maybe more but Im unsure.

"Why did you take me here?"
I asked softly to spare my voice.
Milo hesitated to tell but answered. "You got sick..."
I didnt look at him. "Do they know you took me?"
Milo looked down.
"... no... no they dont."

I looked up at him. "Why did you save me?"

He looked back at me, then to the wall then to the floor and said. "I dont know..."

I noticed he was sad, if not for my sleepy state then I would have left him but my heart thought before my mind and I set down the cup I was drinking from to hug Milo.

He was startled by the contact but he tolerated it.
I however... fell fast asleep.