A splitting headache, a parched throat, and a heavy body that felt like it didn't belong to me.,Making sure no one was around, he gritted his teeth against the throbbing pain and raised his right hand to grasp the iron hook that pierced through his left shoulder.,I could only hear his voice, thin and broken, as if he were out of breath. He said, "I was fine in the forest, but my grandmother suddenly had people come and cut me up, chopping me into pieces to make a coffin for someone... you see..."。