Yes, you have been saved... right?

You feel yourself moving; in fact, you think something is dragging you; in your weakened state, you cannot tell much. But that much is obvious. Your heels are digging into the sandy soil. You feel rain falling onto your uncovered face.

"Wend did da wahren kamin mul," you hear someone say, coldly; what language is that?

"Da shi," someone seems to answer back, laughing.

The voices are almost identical; they are both soft.

You try to focus and gather some information; it seems that the first one asked where you came from, with you guessing that "da shi" means, the sea. The pair seem to be speaking a mix of English with something else; that means they are human at least, you think to yourself, that you may be able to communicate with them. You feel yourself be let down into the sand; you are almost thrown down.

"Ens pita, Ens nuri," you hear the voice say; the other one giggles in response.

"Pita is hermos," the giggling voice says; it gets close to you, blocking the rain for a second. It is almost predatory.

"We tori da wahren to da pitar," you hear the other say.

They must have Haruka and Eve; you try to move, yet your arms and legs seem bound by something. Shit, you think, they must have tied me. You feel something hard hit you sharply on the head. Your head starts spinning.

The giggling voice pulls away, and you hear it yell, "Paish, we hav day wahren."

While you were already near **** from hunger; the blow did not help the matter. The impact is sending you struggling to stay awake. No, sta-

You never get to finish the thought.