Chapter Thirty Six

Chapter Thirty-six

Riaz's Point Of View

If you're wanted there, you'd find your way yourself, she said.

The melody is from Red Orleans, she said.

I've been walking for seven days and nights! I'm freaking tired. I feel like I would die any minute from now. I'm hungry and fucking thirsty. My bones are giving out by the minute and I'm not sure if I'll be able to go on.

"Ah," I winced as a pang of pain shot up my leg. I looked down and realized I stepped on a thorn. My shoes would have prevented this but they are so worn out. I've been dwelling on wild fruits and unclean water for about three days now. The food and water Granny gave me are finished.

I'm sure my insides are filled with countless bacteria and infections. Closing my eyes, I pulled my food out of the thorn. Damn, that hurt!

I crutched down to take a good look at my injured foot. I just hope the thorn isn't poisonous or anything. I let down my bag and tore a part of my trouser to wrap my injured foot. Just then, I heard a