I await the night. It's been a couple of days. I think I'm losing my mind. Every day it's the same old day. Nothing good happens here. There are windy, dry, rainy, and blistering days. Every day was Hell. At least I'm not alone in this island. There are bats that suck my blood. Not much but sometimes I try to talk to them, they're not interested most of the time.

"Judy no. No. Be nice to your brother there's plenty for you both." I tell them.

Sometimes they listen. Sometimes they don't. I gave up trying to escape. I deserve being here. Everyone knows that. I've done horrible things. I was just so angry. At least now I don't have to be angry, I just feel dead, deprived of emotions. I just feel numb. There's still pain, but mostly I feel starvation. I was starving and getting weaker and weaker.

I see the stars. Their beauty has never disappointed me. It was the only thing I have on this island part from the bats. I hear rustling. That's new. What's newer is that the soldiers weren't getting ready to stab me. I see creatures, smaller dressed in brown coats. They had pretty big feet. Their skin was gray and had red eyes. They had bags.

"Looks like we have our work cut out for us." One said. 

They approached me. Oh boy. This is gonna hurt. I close my eyes. Let's get this over with.