I know. It never ends. [ murmured under his breath. he makes no comment about how much he likes pain. he doesn't want to think about what all went on during that disaster, but it had to have been recent. he takes out his phone to see how many days have passed, ...four. he snorts, setting it down and shutting his eyes. ] I guess it hadn't been that bad then. [ he buries his thoughts and feelings as he tries to get up, but he wobbles, eventually slumping into a tree. ]
Re: day 82.