Overwhelmed by a sense of helplessness, I couldnât think of anything to get myself out of the dire situation. âCan you stop pulling my leg, Christopher? Youâre just trying to give me the shock of my life, arenât you?â
After a moment, I shrieked, âStop pulling my leg, Christopher! Iâm afraid of losing you! Wake up and talk to me! Weâre about to reach the best part of our lives after bracing ourselves through the worst! Stay with me, Christopher!â
âYvonne, pull yourself together!â Lyle yelled when he noticed I wouldnât stop from catapulting in the direction of the sea as if I had lost my mind.
He must have thought I was about to commit suicide. However, that wasnât the case â I had no intention to give up just yet. I merely wished to get Christopher something to eat.
In the end, I found an oyster in the sea and returned to Christopherâs side with the oyster without drying myself.
âChristopher, I found an oyster! Iâm sure it tastes great! Hurry up, and give it a try! Youâre going to be fine after finishing it!â
I shucked the oyster and placed it next to Christopherâs mouth. When he didnât respond to me, I tried stuffing it into his mouth after chewing it, but it didnât work. The food gushed out of his mouth instead.
It was then Crystal approached me with her arms tucked around her waist. âSince heâs about to die, why donât you save it for yourself? At least youâll get to live another few days.â
âStay away from me!â
The moment I threw the oyster in her direction, she rushed over to pick it up and reprimanded me, âHand the food over to me instead of wasting it if youâre not going to finish it!â
Staring at the shell of the oyster, I lost myself in a train of thought as I suddenly recalled the experience of cannibalism Christopher had shared with me. I bit my finger with all my might and stuffed it into Christopherâs mouth once the blood started gushing out of my wound.
That was the sole source of hydration and nutrition available for the man. Unaware of the things going on, Christopher continued sucking my blood and running his tongue across my wound. When I moved my finger away, he licked his lips and muttered, âG-Give me moreâ¦â
I continued biting my finger before stuffing it into his mouth. He finally returned to his senses after sucking my blood. I then held him in my arms and instructed in a hushed voice, âTake all you need if it keeps you alive.â
It was a tormenting experience; there seemed to be no end to our misery. I couldnât even bring myself to stand anymore.
I shakily supported myself with a stick and brought myself to the beach to get myself something to eat after ensuring Christopher was still alive. There was no way I could make my way to the sea anymore.
Otherwise, I would end up being a meal of the nasty creatures in the sea. I was so fragile to the point I couldnât even withstand the waves hitting the shore and ended up falling again.
I crawled my way across the beach and ended up bruising myself all over the body. It felt awful whenever my wounds came across the seawater. After searching high and low, I finally found a hermit crab behind a huge boulder.
Without a second thought, I swallowed it, aware that I needed something nutritious to keep the supply of blood for Christopher. I wasnât sure if I could pull myself together for another few days, but I wouldnât give up as long as the man was still alive.
By the time I returned to the base, I saw Crystal searching for something to eat around Christopher. She started cursing when she failed to get her hands on anything edible. After she made her way back to Lyleâs side, she kicked him in frustration before taking a seat next to him.