After seeing Kompra fall asleep, I turn the beam of light away from him, only to fall over, as Umi rolls on his belly, sending me sliding around his stomach again. Once I hear the jolly creature's words, I mutter, annoyed: "It's official: I hate your guts. Literally." I have a little trouble getting up again, as I'm on the brink of exhaustion, struggling to stay awake, as I still wonder what's going to happen to me, remembering some of the horrors I've experienced in the past: Nightmarish images, terrifying memories, frightening moments of my life...  I shake my head, knowing that this is hardly the time or the place to think of such things: (I can't give up now... I have to get out of here.) I try to concentrate, trying to figure out a way to escape Umi's tummy.