I looked Spati over, then focused on treating the worst of the corrosion. Like always, I lost all track of time and what was going on around me. When I stumbled back, what had to be over an hour later, I looked up and nearly cried with frustration. Spati's wound looked a little better, but not at all fully healed.

"Come back later, Spati, I'll try again" I said wearily.

I stumbled off to rest and eat, drained from trying to heal a corrosion that got worse with every breath that Spati took--unless we thought of something soon, I wouldn't be able to keep him alive much longer. At the edge of camp, I curled up, and fell into an exhausted, but still dream-filled, sleep.

I dreamed that I was lost, alone. I was unable to recall anything about myself beyond my name. I suddenly realized that I was remembering my first few days here, but something was different. Unlike before, where I had been truly alone, here I caught glimpses of a strange girl. The more I tried to look at her, the more confused I got until, finally, I woke up.