Day 6. Morning.

Libya, April 11, 2011. It is currently 7:36 AM. I am struggling to gasp for air now, We are still in this small space, air is thin, the floor is wet and sticky, from the night of sweat and possibly urine. It smells worse than the decaying flesh outside, it is hard to even concentrate with all this. Just as i think I'm about to faint from all this, there is a bright light, it blinds me for a second, then i get overwhelmed with a since of smell, the fresh fragrance of the air is astonishing. Everything is better now, i get out, then instantly vomit. Everyone is in a angered mood from the previous night. What i do, i run, take a shower. Now I'm getting a well needed rest.