In England, Igram woke up with a painful headache. For the first time in his life, he slept on the floor in the cold without blankets or air-con. His entire body hurt, he was hungry, and he smelled like shit.
He was surprised that no animal had come to munch on his hopeless body. He had tried to get up the previous night but felt all his strength disappear and collapsed straight on the tarmac.
He had already wasted a lot of time. It was now morning. He looked at his watch and it was already 8 a.m. He tried to stretch his body up with all his strength. He could feel it stretching as if it was breaking in parts. He hissed in pain, he had no option but to go on. He got into a kneeling position and, with all his strength, pulled himself up.
