Feet kicked me onto the corner and I rolled up like a ball to protect myself. I was lifted in the air by my throat and was unable to breathe. I was th...own back on the ground and felt water running on my face. It took a while before I realized it wasn’t water. They pissed on me. Again I was lifted up by my hair and smacked in the face. My nose was squeezed so I had to open my mouth and a warm stream of piss filled it. “Swallow it you stupid fucking filthy trash street whore!” a voice yelled at. ‘I’ll get you another sweater, Sweets.’ ‘I am already wearing two.’ ‘Here is a blanket and if we sit closer together we will warm one another.’ Bob and Ida sat like that for hours until they untangled themselves from one another and moved their cramped bodies off the rickety sofa and headed to bed. Without electricity, they had no heat and no money to buy firewood. Too old and too weak to chop their own firewood, all they had to keep warm was wool and one another. Their telephone had been. She has an unknown poison that is shutting down her kidneys, which we are currently working on.We have also discovered a wound to her shoulder that appears to be a puncture wound of some sort. I am afraid I am going to have to notify the authorities. I have already notified hospital security, and informed them I thought you were possibly involved in this. I am sorry if you're not, but our policy is better safe then sorry," he finished seriously.I had had enough. I concentrated a moment, and. .and--by the fact that the ship had a mighty good navigator (good at his job, mind you, of questionable moral standards)--probably wasn't marked on even the best maps.You begin to remember the events leading up to the crash...a few things had gone wrong, firstly there was the storm. It was a demonic thing, that you felt sure of despite your non-religious beliefs. It struck in the dead is night, lighting up the ocean with lightning bolt after lightning bolt, and the rain...The rain had been.