I felt shaken, but it was not a violent shaking. It was gentle, slow.
Soon, I realized the cause, or a possible one. There was a strange pain in my body, especially in my chest, that I couldn't make sense of. Whenever the shaking of my body intensified, even slightly, this pain was also amplified.
I focused on this sensation, trying to grasp what it was, and when I tried to do so, I realized that... someone was carrying me.
I tried to open my eyes but I couldn't. My body was so exhausted that my muscles weren't even listening to me. So, I stopped trying to open my eyes. I didn't want to try harder when it hurt me to even try to move in the first place.
Instead, I leaned heavily against the person who was carrying me, trying to ignore the pain. As the pain in my muscles became less and less, I felt myself relaxing.
