Micha lifted his head from the rubbery raft and shielded his eyes from the sun, taking a quick glace around. He looked down to his calf and saw open flesh that took up half of his left. The bleeding showed no signs of stopping. He took the long sleeve shirt he wore and tore it at the shoulder giving him a temporary bandage. After wrapping his wound he rested his back against the raft half expecting a boat to sail nearby