A somewhat familiar female voice suddenly spoke. It was the sound of that crew member, "Ha, you're mistaking someone else for the island master, yet dare to claim yourself to be Miss Shepard."
As if scalded, I released the fabric, hurriedly saying, "I was hit on the back of my head; I'm blind now."
Then I asked, "Travis, don't you recognize me?"
I could hear the sound of footsteps came toward me and stopped in front of me. Then I could fell someone scrutinizing me closely.
Even without a mirror, I knew I must be horrible. After all, some of my hair had been pulled out, my face smeared with blood, one leg was cripple and one hand was broken.
In just a few second, the footsteps sounded again, but this time the sound was getting further away. Hearing thing, panic surged within me.
Even if my face was unrecognizable, my voice hadn't changed, though it was now hoarse from a lack of water for a long time. I was sure he would recognize me, how wouldn't he?
Suddenly, someone seized my hands and feet. Then I heard Jacob's sinister voice in my ear, "Bitch, just give up already."
"No!" I yelled.
I can't let them drag me away like this!