Lyle, who had been roused from his sleep, brought himself up and leaned against the trunk. He secretly gulped as Crystal drank her serving of water in front of him. Instead of saying anything, he continued lying down on his back, looking as if he had given up on life.
I placed the watch on the rock and kept my eyes glued to it. It was a night with a full moon, so I hoped to see something happen. To stop myself from seeing things, I rubbed my eyes with all my might and continued staring at the watch.
Unfortunately, luck wasn’t on our side—the watch had remained the same throughout the entire night. Holding Christopher in my arms, we spent another night next to one another.
When it was about dawn break, I thought I was seeing things when I saw something closing in from afar. A few minutes later, I knew it wasn’t just another hallucination. Immediately after I returned to my senses, I sprinted in the direction of the beach and started waving with all my might.
“Is that a ship? Are we finally getting saved?” Out of nowhere, someone yelled and brought the rest of the party to the beach. Some of them started openly praying that it was a ship.
I was never a religious person as I had never experienced any sort of miracle throughout my life. It was the first time I started praying, hoping it was a ship.
God, can you hear me? If you can hear me, please send a ship our way! Stop taking Christopher away from me! Just show him some mercy if I’m not worthy of it! At the very least, please keep him alive!
Instead of being stranded on a deserted island, Christopher deserves another chance to live! It’s fine if I die, but he has better things to do with his life!
I don’t mind trading my life for his if it’s the thing it takes to keep him alive! He’s going to be upset for quite some time, but it’s fine as long as he’s fine! I’ll be glad if he’s willing to share the incident we have gone through together with his grandchildren in the future!
As the mysterious thing closed in, an uproar broke out among the crowd when we ensured that it was a ship. Someone started yelling in order to attract the attention of those on the ship.
“We’re finally getting rescued!”
I rushed my way back to Christopher’s side and announced with a bright grin, “Wake up, Christopher! There’s an incoming ship! We’re going to be fine in no time! Wake up, and come after me! I’ll rush you to the hospital as soon as we board the ship!”
However, the man remained unconscious throughout my entire speech. Gritting my teeth, I brought him up and staggered our way to the beach, yelling when I noticed the ship had docked at the beach, “Hold on a second!”
The ones on the ship seemed to speak a foreign language. I couldn’t understand a thing they said, but I was certain that they were in the middle of a discussion.
I tried to board the ship with Christopher, but a scrawny man on the ship stopped us. He tried his best to establish communication between me with his limited vocabulary. “No patient! He put us at big risk!”
“No! He’s just stabbed by someone! Can you please do me a favor and give us a ride? I need to rush him to the hospital as soon as possible!” I pleaded.
“No! You can come on board only if you leave him behind!” He made himself clear he wouldn’t allow us to board the ship and threatened us with a knife.
Those who had long boarded the board were afraid of being deemed contagious. Thus, they yelled at me, “Why don’t you listen to them and leave him alone? It has been such a long time since he has last been conscious! I’m pretty sure it’s over for him!”
