Clara
When the dawn had fully broken, I was exhausted. I’m trying to conserve my remaining energy by not resting hoping it would be better and of course I’ll save more time. But when I felt my vision spinning, I had no choice but to stop for a while.
I tied the horse’s leash on a small nearby tree while I sat down, filling my dried throat with the couple of water bottles I brought.
After a couple of minutes of rest, I decided to continue with my trip. The time I am wasting resting will probably cost the lives of the patients I left back there.
However, after a mile of travelling, my stomach began to rumble.
“What the hell,” I groaned, pulling the horse’s leash to command it to stop.
Going through the only bag I bought, I was delighted to find a piece of bread inside. I thought I
