I awoke as I expected with no memory of the nights, I was covered in dried blood, I was naked lying on the boxes, what had I done, I was thirsty; so thirsty, I looked around me and saw my ripped clothes, searching through my pockets and found my cell was still intact, who was I going to call? I didn't know anyone except Tara. I put my cell on the floor by my torn clothes, I looked upstairs and found a shower room, getting into the shower and turned it on, thank God it worked although it was cold, I stood there under the stream of cold water washing away the blood. Going back downstairs to my ripped clothes, they were in front of a fire grate, there was plenty to burn and lit a fire, soon I was warm and dry, putting on my torn clothes and my shoes, they were fine. Sitting in front of the fire for about a hour, I contemplation phoning Tara, I took a chance and phone the guest house, it was answered by a girl and I left a message asking Tara to phone me.