Woman on an island, day 17

I drift in and out of conciousness for the next few hours... I see images of strangely dressed men standing around me...I cannot understand their language, a strange mixture of high pitched sounds and vocalised grunts...Then I see the lady in white again...She seems to be giving orders to the men...I start convulsing and I throw up blood and my vision turns crimson again... So much blood. The memories come streaming back to me of that night, of the gunshot and my blood soaked hands, of the people screaming and the look of horror on their faces. I can't hold on any more as the darkness takes over me.I'm going home... I'm sorry... 03/01/201... †