[ WP ] You are stranded , with no hope of rescue ever . Tell me of the last few days of your life

The remains of Jerry's hut offer some shade, but the blistering heat is creeping in through every crack between the poles. I'm still trying to figure out how I ended up at this point. The sacrifice was a mistake, sure. But what other option did we have? I guess it does n't matter anymore. 
 
 I'm tired. I do n't want to go home, I do n't want to be with my family, I do n't want to go back to my regular life. I just want this to be over. Fall asleep and never wake up again. The emptiness on the other side is more tempting than anything else. No more sun, no more hunger, no more pain... just nothing. 
 
 I still remember hope. It feels like it was in a different life, but it ca n't be more than a few weeks ago. We had managed to build up a respectable camp and things were n't looking so bleak. Jerry and Martin were in charge of the water supply, so they made the hike up the volcano and came back two days later with plenty of water for all of us. Rachel, Jess and Pete certainly had the most challenging job, but we were all grateful for the roots and bugs that helped us fill our stomachs with anything at all. Building the shelters in the sand was tough but I still enjoyed it. I had even started to build a reservoir for the rain but I never managed to seal it properly. 
 
 The sun is still climbing. With every minute, I can feel it growing stronger and stronger. It's not a passionate killer, lurking behind a corner to jump out and shove a dagger in my chest. It slowly poisons me with every ray that seeps through my body. 
 
 At some point we just knew that the food was n't enough. We got used to being hungry, but the weakness that slowly developed was crushing us. I stopped working on my reservoir and helped the others, turning around every stone and looking for anything too slow for my weakening fingers. One day I even caught a crab, but it just did n't cut it. Jerry and Martin would n't be able to make their hike much longer and we did n't have any other source of water. 
 
 It was Martin who woke me up in the middle of the night. `` Why Jess? ``, I asked. He did n't answer. The following days were a blur. Everything we had built up started falling apart as soon as the first grain of sand turned red. 
 
 It must be noon by now. I ca n't tell where my body ends and where the sand begins, everything has turned into an ocean of fire and agony. But then I can feel something else. A dark speck in the middle of it all, small but slowly growing. I touch it and it feels like... comfort. It slowly covers my battered body and for the first time in weeks, I feel relief. I let go. 
 
 I can hear the waves breaking far away. Then suddenly, they're right next to me. I open my eyes and I can see the moon shine between the gaps in the roof. I'm back in Jerry's hut. I close my eyes but the darkness is gone. The horizon is turning blue already. One more day.
