I just stood there in the middle of the highway in my pajamas. I started walking, thinking that there was no point in counting where I was. I had no idea where I was going. I started praying that the city center, residential area, or any house would appear before me. I was constantly checking to see if a car was coming after me.
I don't know how many hours I walked, but my feet were having trouble carrying me. I was a long way from where I came from. I got down on my knees. My senses were completely turned off. I couldn't feel or hear.
I put my hands on the asphalt. I wanted to cry, but even that was out of my mind.
I tried to open my eyes. My body was starting to thaw like ice and I was lying in a very comfortable bed. He was in the hospital and I don't remember how I got here. It didn't matter to me how I got here. I was saved.
