"Let go of me! What do you want from me?"
"What do you think I want from you? Stupid girl! Can't you just stay still? I am trying to help you here." Jacob reprimanded, holding her still.
Once he finished applying the ointment, he wrapped the wound with the last remaining bandage cloth. Sweat trickled down his face, his anxious eyes flickered between her sprained leg and wounded waist.
"Jacob! What happened to me? How come you are with me?" Eventhough Anna's voice are soundless and unclear. Jacob understood each word she uttered.
"That was the same question I wanted to ask you? What happened to you? Don't you remember anything?"
"I... I...". Anna tried hard to recollect what had happened. Her memories were hazy, and her confusion kept raising.