Chaptar301 Gunshot Wound

Elena

I don't know where this is.

I don't know what time it is, how many hours have passed since we hit the water, or when rescue will come.

There's only one thing I'm certain of—Caspar's forehead is burning like a red-hot iron plate, and he still hasn't woken up.

Daylight has broken.

Gray-whit...

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