At some point on the ride to the airstrip, the lack of sleep finally caught up with me and along with the pain coming back in full force. I ended up passing out so hard that I did not even wake when they moved me inside the plane I awoke with a jarring thud, almost falling out of my hiding spot. I was just conscious enough to keep myself in my spot, but just barely. Gasping, I struggled to get my breathing under control before someone heard it.
The plane had barely come to a stop before I heard everyone shuffling out. It only took me a moment to realize that the pilot had no intention of waiting around for them. It was now or never. I jumped up from my hiding spot and raced to the door of the plane and hopped out. I almost hit the ground as the pain shot up my foot, but I forced myself to
